From his first
Breath he had carried a name of
Sorrow marked by pain
Deep and the weight of a wounded
Story
Yet he dared
Call on the God of all com
Passion lift this grief
Far and enlarge the ground for me
You heard his
Cry in the midst of old affliction
You broke the
Chain of the fear that named his life
He found
Room when Your blessing flowed
Around him mercy made
Space where the narrow
Hurt had been
Through the hard
Past he refused to bow to
Darkness he would reach
Up for a future shaped by
Favor
Then Your hand
Rested on the prayer of one still
Hoping and his soul
Knew You had answered from above
You changed his
Path from the script of old misfortune
You gave him
Peace where the ache had always stayed
He stood
Free by the wideness of
Your goodness heaven poured
Light through the cracks of
His past
You called him
Dear beyond what grief had named him
You crowned the
Scar with the mercy of new days
He will
Sing of the God who lifts
The lowly grace can turn
Pain to a field of
Praise
