Never was nor want to be a preacher.
If my life should be a testimony,- than it better been torn up.
I am hanging on though,
clinging to the solid rock.
Have no other place I wish to go.
SOLID ROCK
Well, I'm hangin'
on to a solid rock
Made before
the foundation of the world
And I won't let go,
and I can't let go,
won't let go
And I can't let go,
won't let go,
and I can't let go no more.
For me He was chastised,
for me He was hated,
For me he was rejected
by a world that He created.
Nations are angry,
cursed are some,
People are expecting
a false peace to come.
Well, I'm hangin' on
to a solid rock
Made before the foundation
of the world
And I won't let go,
and I can't let go,
won't let go
And I can't let go,
won't let go,
and I can't let go no more.
It's the ways of the flesh
to war against the spirit
Twenty-four hours a day
you can feel it
and you can hear it
Using all the devices under the sun.
And He never give up
'til the battle's lost or won.
Well, I'm hangin' on
to a solid rock
Made before the foundation
of the world
And I won't let go,
and I can't let go,
won't let go
And I can't let go,
won't let go,
and I can't let go no more.
Bob Dylan
