Light is shining strong
shine on, shine on
Your Grace is the Cure
your scars overturn
the burden of blame.
Stirring a soul, yearning
ignites, awaken
this fear-sick heart
hiding from
what's been done
and unlearned.
You unravel my plans,
You're the wind and the sand
and You break me down,
break me down
being lost is being found
being lost in the sound of Love's
nails in a tree,
the sound screaming out,
the sound screaming out,
hope shattered,
the veil lays tattered
and silence ringing out
Father, forgive them...
Father, forgive us.
Holy overcoming us wholly.
no longer settling for the less-than
life of a mistress
He's calling for His Bride
Wife-to-be that is Holy,
beauty untold, unveiled by
the One who loves
with loud truth,
and burns like gold.
Slaves to be sold,
rescued Saints from the chains of old
rescued Saints from the chains of old
we will not return
we will not look back
we will not look back
there is nowhere to go
but the Grace that lies ahead
is the One who bled himself dry
is the One who bled himself dry
for Love
Love is singing over
Love is singing over
the tired and lost
Where we were paralyzed by fear
Your Love is waltzing instead
singing,
the song of Eternity's
Hope.