There are so many things about you I don't understand
But I believe
I keep moving forward when I'm holding your hand
I believe

The truest things I know
Are those I cannot see
From my birth to my dying day
I believe

When I'm old, I'll talk about the things that you have done
I believe
Brokenness made beautiful
The wars that you have won
And the storms you calmed in me

The truest things I know
Are those I cannot see
From my birth to my dying day
I believe

I'd rather have Jesus than houses or lands
I'd rather be led by his nail pierced hands
I'd rather have Jesus than anything…

The truest things I know
Are those I cannot see
From my birth to my dying day
I believe