Thrive
Newsboys

Down here in the valley
Every shadow you see
Has its own story
Down here in the valley
every puddle of mud
Comes from tears and blood
And its so hard just to get warm,
That the chill turns into despair

Will You lift me up with tender care
Will You wash me clean in the palm of Your hands
Will You hold me close so I can thrive?
When You touch me thats when I know, I know I'm alive

Down here in the valley 'nuthins able to grow
'cause the lights too low
Folks spend their days 'diggin 'round for diamonds and gold
'till they just get old, and they don't know anything else.
They don't know their breathing bad air,
But I'm tired of livin' like this
and my soul cries out "If You're there"

Will You lift me up with tender care
Will You wash me clean in the palm of Your hands
Lord, hold me close so I can thrive
When You touch me that's when I know I'm alive

Call me up to Your side
Draw me up to Your light
Let it blind me
Lord refine me
Refine me out of my mind

Will You lift me up with tender care
Will You wash me clean in the palm of Your hands
Lord hold me close so I can thrive
When You touch me that's when I know I'm alive

Lord, You lift me up with tender care
Will You wash me clean in the palm of Your hands?
Lord, hold me close so I can thrive
When You touch me that's when I know, I know I'm alive