There is a thread 

Running between 

The first and last 

Breath that we breathe 



And in this strand 

Of flesh and bone 

Resides the hopes 

And dreams we call our own 



There's a hand 

That sews the threads together 

Around one strand 

Of saving scarlet thread 



Come as you are 

Weary, worn and tattered 

Come and take 

Your place among the threads 



There is a thread 

Sometimes unseen 

Moving through life's tapestry 

And when this strand 

Enters a soul 

It's woven to the One that makes 

Us whole 



And there's a hand 

That sews the threads together 

Around one strand 

Of saving scarlet thread 



Come as you are 

Weary, worn and tattered 

Come and take 

Your place among the threads