This new song is posted to let people know that yes Jesus does comfort us when we need it the most.
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"He Just Held Me" By Ray Clyde / Thunderbird
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Cinematic Worship / Prophetic Lament / Spiritual Orchestral Ballad
Jesus comforting His bride (which is all of the church)
July 13, 2025 at 6:59 PM
v4.5
[Verse 1 – The Cry in the Room]
I sat alone in my room again,
Wrestling with pills and the weight of the end.
I whispered, “Lord, can I come home?
I’m tired of walking this world alone.”
Pain in my body, fire in my mind,
Grief like a flood I couldn’t unwind.
I said, “I’m tired of grieving You,
Of being strong—of pushing through.”
[Pre-Chorus – The Plea]
“Let me lay it all down…
Or at least don’t make me rise.”
[Chorus – The Answer]
And You said:
**“I see the strain behind your strength,
The scars you wear—they testify.
This isn’t punishment, it’s proving—
The Lion roars behind your cry.
The ones who left, I permitted.
The silence, I designed.
The oil flows from crushed places.
I have not changed My mind.”**
[Verse 2 – The Harder Question]
Then I asked, “Haven’t I suffered enough?
My whole life’s been thorns and dust.
I just want to be with You—
No more fire, no more fight to push through.”
[Bridge – The Lion Whispers]
And You came…
Not in thunder, not in flame.
But You wrapped Your arms around me,
Held my back and whispered my name.
You said:
**“I have counted every tear.
You will come home—but not quite yet, dear.
There are flames that only you can light,
And wounds that only your voice makes right.
You are not being punished,
You are being trusted.
Let the grief pass through—don’t make it your bed.
You carry fire the devil still dreads.”**
[Chorus – The Repeat, Stronger Now]
**“I see the strain behind your strength,
The scars you wear—they testify.
This isn’t punishment, it’s proving—
The Lion roars behind your cry.
The ones who left, I permitted.
The silence, I designed.
The oil flows from crushed places.
I have not changed My mind.”**
[Finale – The Embrace]
And then You just held me…
Didn’t ask me to speak.
You just held me…
While I broke, while I weeped.
I could feel Your arms around me,
Your head upon my hair,
Your breath against my sorrow,
Your back pressed to my despair.
No lecture. No battle plan.
Just God…
Holding me—
Like I was always part of Him. 