Held by Natalie Grant.

"Two months is too little
They let him go
They had no sudden healing
To think that Providence would
Take a child from his mother
While she prays
Is appalling
Who told us we'd be rescued
What has changed and why should be saved from nightmares
We're asking why this happened
To us who have died to live it's unfair.
This is what it means to be held
How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life
And you survive
This is what it is to be loved
And to know that the promise was
When everything fell we'd be held."