Praise To Yahweh
I was lost, but grace found me,
A light through shadows, setting me free.
Yeshua’s love, a healing balm,
A storm's still center, my heart's calm.
Once blind, now I clearly see,
His mercy flows, a boundless sea.
Through every trial, He holds my hand,
My firm foundation, my promised land.
When fear surrounds, I will not fall,
Yahweh’s voice answers every call.
The world may press, but I will rise,
Faith unshaken beneath His skies.
Hallelujah, my soul will sing,
Glory to Yahweh, eternal King.
His love endures, unbroken, pure,
A holy promise forever sure.
Praise to the Savior, my heart’s refrain,
In every breath, His grace remains.
Forever and always, His name I’ll raise
Yeshua, Redeemer, Ancient of Days.
Copyright © Kenneth Melvin | Year Posted 2024
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