Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

I do all these nasty things,
Hurt myself, the Spirit; and think it's cool,
I revel in delights of this world,
Swim in the stank depths of useless mess;

I break your laws,
Everytime I open my mouth,
The same whenever I step outside the door,
And keep going at it,
Like a raving lunatic;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

My eyes are open but do not see,
My ears are wide but do not hear,
I am not dumb but never speak love,
I am not lame but never walk in righteousness;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

The Spirit awakens me,
Takes me down the narrow path of redemption,
Tells me there's hope for me yet,
If, only, I accept, His goodly hand!

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you;

Don't let me go,
Oh, my Lord,
Don't let me go,
Dear Lord, I cling to you!

I will cling to hope                                                                                                                                                                                
As I clung to the picture of you approaching over the horizon                                                                                                                                            
I will cling to hope                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       As I clung to your mother’s hand with you kicking your way into life
I will cling to hope                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       As I clung to silent sleep on wooden benches waiting in a corridor                                                                                            
I will cling to hope                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      As I clung to your crib and your mothers peaceful sleep of bearing a son unto the world                                                                      
I will cling to hope                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          I will cling to pictures of you smiling as I cling to the shade protecting you from the rays                                                              
I will cling to hope                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Watching another dawn for you of the Highveld sun      
Watching you toss and turn as if your dreams are mine and to this hope you clinging too.

I will cling to hope as I cling to you.          

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