The spring of living water that rushes through my wild heart flooding equidistant points and spilling hope into my every parched promises
I’m nothing without it but with it I am everything
My whole life can tell that only by it, have I come this far
It’s my voice, when I am voiceless
For by it; shackles were taken off my feet and I am set on high ground
The impossibles are made possible for me
I am fearless in the midst of troubles
I am no longer living under the old tyranny
I am delivered, healed, redeemed and restored
I am kept me by the cross through my life’s struggles
My battles, pain and struggles end the way they should
My nakedness is clothed
I feel good and when I feel good, trust that I’ll look good.
I’m taken care of through life’s journey and never left stranded
I didn’t earn it, because I couldn’t work for it
It was freely given
And I enjoy it every day
Ore Ofe, GRACE
May the grace of God be with you!
