Testimony
It is not a hidden thing It is the name I carry It is my bare face open to you Testimony is deep light Working out from within and dancing Rejoicing and weaving into every fiber of my being I have been redeemed And heaviness still comes and grief And in the midst of everything Every joy and prayer and breath and meal I am known and I am not alone I am held and dwelt with Oh ever-present grace |
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