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