Grace in Your Hands

I found the holy in how you stand by me.
Grace in your hands, grace in your hands,
Love came closer than I thought it could be.
Grace in your hands.
Baby, faith is not a banner.
Maybe it's a borrowed chair.
Maybe it's a simple answer.
When somebody says I'm here,
And the wound I kept on guarding started loosening its chains,
When I saw compassion shining in a hundred little names.
Grace in your hands, grace in your hands,
I found the holy in how you stand by me.