He’ll Be Holdin’ His Own The Martins

When my feet can't walk any further
When my back is bent from the load
When I just can't seem to go on any longer
He'll be holdin' his own

When the words have left my heart bleeding
And I'm bruised from the sticks and the stones
When I just can't find a rope to hold on to
He'll be holdin' His own

So, brother, hold on
Jesus knows
Where you're coming from
You are not alone
He understands, sister
He'll be holdin' his own

When I've lost my sense of direction
And the way is crooked and long
When there's no clear sign
On this road I been walkin'
He'll be holding' His own

So, brother, hold on
Jesus knows
Where you're coming from
You are not alone
He understands, sister
He'll be holdin' his own