| Lời: Henry Hill
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I've walked this world so worn and rough
Fighting through when times got tough
The weight I carry pulls me low
I need a strength I've yet to know
In every shadow I feel the strain
Through every storm, through every rain
I lift my eyes, a silent plea
For something greater to carry me
Carry me home through the dark and light Hold me close,
keep me tight when I am weak
Make me strong in your grace where I belong
I've lost my way a thousand times Searching for hope,
missing the signs
But in the quiet I hear a call A voice that lifts me when I fall
With every step I'm finding peace In gentle whispers a sweet release
Guiding me when I am lost Through every trial,
no matter the cost
Carry me home through the dark and light Hold me close,
keep me tight when I am weak
Make me strong in your grace where I belong
I feel the light break through the night
A calm that fills me pure and bright
In every struggle,
every tear I know that love will draw me near
So here I stand,
open and true With every breath I lean on you
Through highs and lows I know I'll find A hand that holds,
a love that binds
Carry me home through the dark and light Hold me close,
keep me tight when I am weak
Make me strong in your grace where
I belong In every step I'm not alone
With faith that leads I'm going home
I
feel the light break through the night
A calm that fills me pure and bright
In every struggle,
every tear I know that love will draw me near
So here I stand, I'm not alone
With faith that leads I'm going home