| Soot upon my hands | |
| I feel their hate | |
| Fire all around but | |
| I feel no pain | |
| Entrapped within its flames | |
| I see Him there | |
| He reaches out | |
| His hand and draws me near (Chorus:) | |
| In the fiery trials of life, | |
| Father hold me | |
| Jesus hold me | |
| Even when | |
| I've tried with all my might, but | |
| I'm still broken down | |
| Jesus hold me | |
| They know not what they see | |
| They hate what they don't know | |
| They bow before their fears; their fears become their stones | |
| But I am standing here, before your face, wrap around me now, | |
| I need your strength | |
| Jesus I, I am broken, broken down, | |
| I am crying for your help while | |
| I'm in this trial | |
| The fires flames cannot touch me for | |
| I know, know you'll save me, when | |
| I cry, cry to you | |
| Lord hold me |