Lift your hands and believe, my friend,
In the light that shines from above,
A choir of angels singing in harmony,
Graced with the power of love.
When the path gets rough and weary,
And shadows loom all around,
Trust in the promise that's waiting,
In the gospel truth we have found.
Freedom rings in the heart of the faithful,
With every step, we rise and stand tall,
Together we march, hand in hand,
Answering the righteous call.
Every note echoes a story of hope,
With each voice lifted in praise,
The beauty of life in the struggle we find,
In the joyous dance of our days.
So lift your hands, let the worries fall,
Embrace the grace that flows,
In the bond of our spirits united as one,
In the warmth of love that grows.
We believe in the power to change,
To heal and to mend every soul,
With a heart full of trust, we endure,
In this journey, we learn to be whole.
The choir resounds with a heavenly tune,
Over mountains and valleys we roam,
With each note, we reclaim our freedom,
No longer lost, we have found our home.
So lift your hands and believe, my friend,
Let the melody carry you high,
In the light of His love, we’ll soar evermore,
With faith as our wings, we’ll fly.
As we walk this path, together we stand,
Unified in this journey, we choose,
For in the act of believing and trusting,
We find the strength we can't lose.
Lift your hands and believe,
For in togetherness, we've truly arrived,
With hearts open wide, we celebrate our lives,
In the grace of His love, we thrive.
Gospel
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