Hold On Me (feat. Kirk Franklin & John P. Kee)

Brother travis will like to say something this sunday Please give him a hand if he comes (Thank you) If I can have your attention Don't mean to waste your time I'd like to tell a little story How I was lost and couldn't find my way But then I met Jesus Something started to change I ain't proud of the past I'm proud of the fact that I'm not who I was now I am different now Every part of me (wo the whole me) Has been touched by freedom Oh Jesus, Ya gotta hold on me I fell but somehow You refused to leave (you refused to leave) Now all my wrong forgiven Oh Jesus, (you are my witness) Ya gotta hold on me (Brother John, what'sup?) Born in North Carolina Outside the county lines Yea, I came up in the struggle And on the streets I had to find (my way) But that was just a chapter I know It was not the end I ain't proud of the past But I'm proud of the fact that I'm not who I was now I am different now (say I am different now) Every part of me (every part of me) Has been touched by freedom (Oh Jesus) oh Jesus, Ya gotta hold on me I fell but somehow You refused to leave Now all my wrong forgiven Oh Jesus, Ya gotta hold on me No matter what comes or goes One thing is for sure You won't let me go You got a hold on me And when I'm losing control You're dependable No, you won't let go You got a hold on me No matter what comes or goes One thing is for sure ('cause i made up my mind) You won't let me go You got a hold on me And when I'm losing control You're dependable No, you won't let go (you got a hold on me) You got a hold on me We want to thank Travis and Jon for Stopping by the service this evening We'll be serving plate dinners in the back Come and get you some red Kool-Aid Because you know you've been changed Hallelujah See, it feels real good right now Now I want to talk to you a little bit more I'm not finished with you, talk to em I used to fall asleep in Sunday school Sang in the choir so I could sit right next to you, yeah Puppy love, but see now I forget your name Cuz after time, memories they fade away But still the day I could never let it go That Sunday morning when I met the Holy Ghost On my mama, church boy, now I'll never be the same Jesus paid it all and told me I could keep the change Pull up Something's gotta hold on me