Kristen Mark Westwood - Here to Rest Lyrics

I lift my eyes to
The lines on your face
And the dust as it settles
In your eyes, in your hair
My body's broken and dirty
My hands are tired
From begging for money
And holding tight to the fire
So lower my body down
But don't leave me, my friends
You carried your burden
Now you can lay it here to rest
You call me "brother"
Though I feel so ashamed
And they hate you for mercy
I can feel it in the room
But you take my hand in your own hand
And your fingers are strong
You say, "Stand here, my brother
Oh be righteous, belong"
This is more than we've ever known
To believe in, my friends
We all carry our burdens
Do we just lay them here to rest?
Oh look at my body now
I needed you, my friends
To carry me in here
But I'll be walking home at last