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Nine hundred saints You came across the seas and plains Hunger and cold have taken some away You're in despair And you just don't have the strength To cross this river standing in your way You can't feel your feet And your hands are frozen through The Father knows all that you've been through So let me be the Father's hands My shoulders will bear you up with His strength [Chorus] Let me carry you Let me bear the cold I am here to share your load Through all you've done You have been true But this is something you just can't do Let me carry you You're almost there You will make it to the end You will go on And you'll find your strength again So one by one climb upon my back And I will give you Everything I have We're brothers in this earthly trail of tears The faith we share Is stronger than our fears So let me be the Father's hands today My shoulders will bear you up with His strength [Chorus] |