Precious Light
Let your life shine bright, in the midst of night, bearing the precious light of Christ. In Him delight and all evils will take flight, right in your very eyes. For in Him you live, move and have your being, if only you believe. Yes the power of God, ignites every life, who to Him reunites, by believing the son, Coming through the son, your life would be transformed, in all shapes and form beyond the storm Causing the precious light, the life of Christ, to shine through you, beaming ever bright So that all who sees, should truly believe, that you have your life well hid in Him and that your might you find in Him, For by Grace you stand upright, sending all evils to flight, then in Him you will delight, having His Word as your headlight And beyond your fears, in the midst of your dread, if you seek Him at twilight or even through the midnight, you would see Him in starlights, even way beyond moon's light. You'll see Him near to you, never willing to fail you, but so eager to help you, as the Sunlight peers through For unto the daylight, nothing else can stop your flight, to a world of great delight, given by foresight Yea by Him you have insight, and the needed hindsight, for every circumstance, trying to hold you bound But as you let the floodlight, of His grace fill your space, all your flaws he will erase, that all may know Christ lives in you. As you keep up the fight of faith, going on a higher pace, let His power in you ignite, far beyond the darkest night Bringing you to a higher height, even way beyond the skies, let His glory be seen in you, making you the highlight, right before the world's eyes, in the midst of their night. ©heavenly_broadcast.
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