In the praise river, I find my way,
Where the flowing waters guide me every day.
With a spiritual light shining from above,
I’m wrapped in the warmth of His unending love.
My heart, a vessel of grace divine,
Drifts on the currents of mercy so fine.
Through trials and shadows, I’ll rise and sing,
With gospel wings, my spirit takes wing.
In the midst of the sacred storm,
I find strength in the chaos, I am reborn.
With every thunder, I hear His call,
In the dance of the eternal, He cradles us all.
The mercy soul, a treasure so rare,
Spreads hope like fragrance, sweet in the air.
Though the world may tremble, my faith stands tall,
In the arms of the Savior, there’s room for us all.
So let the river of praise flow wide and deep,
Inviting the weary to dive in and leap.
For in the light of His grace, we’re forever free,
Together we’ll soar, just you wait and see.
With every heartbeat, we echo His name,
In the sacred storm, we’ll never be the same.
Lost in His love, we’ll dance through the night,
Forever united, we’re bathed in His light.
As we journey onward, hearts intertwined,
With wings of the sacred storm, our spirits aligned.
In this eternal dance, hand in hand we’ll go,
Blessed by the grace of His love, ever aglow.
Gospel
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