Lyrics
Death came knocking with its hollow grin
Life spun out, I was caving in
Angels fell and principalities rose
Every shadow hissed at what heaven chose
The ground was shaking, my spirit, torn
Every power that hell had ever worn
Pressed its weight against my chest like stone
But the Hand that held me would not let go
What in creation can break this hold?
What power was forged to make God fold?
Nothing can! Nothing can!
Tear me from the Father's hand
Not the grave, not the throne
Not angels, not the unknown
He’s clutched around my name
Nothing in creation breaks the claim!
He said "I know them, and they follow Me
I give them life, and death will never seize"
No wolf can steal what the Shepherd keeps
No thief can raid what the Father shields
His voice cut through the storm like steel
"My Father who gave them holds them still
Greater than all that war and rage"
Two hands locked, and they will not break
Nothing can! Nothing can!
Tear me from His scarred hand
Not the grave, not the throne
Not angels, nor the unknown
He’s clutched around my name
Nothing He created breaks the claim!
Not death! (Can't take me!)
Not life! (Can't shake me!)
Not angels! Not powers!
Not the present hour!
Not the heights above!
Not the depths below!
Not a single thing that's made
Can separate me from His hold!
I don't hold on because I'm strong
I've slipped a thousand times before the dawn
But the hands that bled are the hands that grip
And what He claimed, He will not quit
Nothing can! Nothing will!
Rip me from the Father's hand
Not the grave, not the throne
Not angels, not the unknown
These hands won't let me go
Nothing in creation breaks the hold!
Held. Clutched.
In the hands that bore the nails
Held. Secure.
Nothing can take me. Nothing will.
AI-assisted, human-directed. Lyrics co-written with an AI assistant. The process