A Heart Emboldened
In shadows deep, where doubts abide,
A trembling soul seeks grace to hide.
No heart is pure, no spirit whole,
Yet faith ignites the weary soul.
A trembling soul seeks grace to hide.
No heart is pure, no spirit whole,
Yet faith ignites the weary soul.
His finished work, a beacon bright,
Cuts through the fear that cloaks the night.
With every flaw, we still draw near,
His boundless love casts out our fear.
Cuts through the fear that cloaks the night.
With every flaw, we still draw near,
His boundless love casts out our fear.
Though anger stirs, though coldness creeps,
His mercy wakes the hope that sleeps.
In Christ’s embrace, our courage grows,
A fire within, where boldness flows.
His mercy wakes the hope that sleeps.
In Christ’s embrace, our courage grows,
A fire within, where boldness flows.
No chain of doubt can hold us fast,
His grace remolds the broken past.
With hearts aflame, we rise, we stand,
Held firm within His sovereign hand.
His grace remolds the broken past.
With hearts aflame, we rise, we stand,
Held firm within His sovereign hand.
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