Whatever is true

I believe you are a brighter hope
Than the thickest, blackest night
I believe you’ve passed through deepest grief
And know despair without respite
I believe you are the Living One,
Who has undone death and sin,
I believe you died to rescue me,
And rose, and live again.

I believe you formed my inmost self
Created all my days
I believe you know my secret heart
And the shame of all my ways
You shattered death and made me whole
And now I never walk alone
I believe you’ll do all you said you’d do
And will one day take me home.

– Cheryl

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