whispering HOPE feat. Gresha Schuilling & Shimron Fernando -
whispering HOPE⁴ (feat. Shimron Fernando & Gresha Schuilling)
By His Stripes, I Rise Again
I've wandered through the darkest maze
Seeking peace in shattered days
But healing flows when I take His hand
Not in oil or man's command
I don't have to strive or fear
His love was poured out here
At the cross, His mercy gave
Healing's mine-He's already saved
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
When doubt is near and winds blow cold
His voice says, "Child, be bold"
Healing's not some distant shore
It's in His love forevermore
I don't have to strive or fear
His love was poured out here
At the cross, His mercy gave
Healing's mine-He's already saved
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
In every scar, His victory's won
Each tear a story of grace begun
He makes the broken whole
And writes His mercy on my soul
In every scar, His victory's won
Each tear a story of grace begun
He makes the broken whole
And writes His mercy on my soul
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
By His stripes, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
By His stripes, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
Seeking peace in shattered days
But healing flows when I take His hand
Not in oil or man's command
I don't have to strive or fear
His love was poured out here
At the cross, His mercy gave
Healing's mine-He's already saved
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
When doubt is near and winds blow cold
His voice says, "Child, be bold"
Healing's not some distant shore
It's in His love forevermore
I don't have to strive or fear
His love was poured out here
At the cross, His mercy gave
Healing's mine-He's already saved
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
In every scar, His victory's won
Each tear a story of grace begun
He makes the broken whole
And writes His mercy on my soul
In every scar, His victory's won
Each tear a story of grace begun
He makes the broken whole
And writes His mercy on my soul
Healing is my inheritance
By His stripes, the chains fall free
By His wounds, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
By His stripes, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
By His stripes, I rise again
And through His love, a victor's end
Credits
Writer(s): Gresha Schuilling
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