Lyrics
Through splintered gates and withered reeds
He walks where jackals prowl and feed
The hirelings run—but He remains
With nail-pierced hands and lion’s gaze
He speaks—(and wolves forget their prowl)
He sees—(the scar beneath the howl)
We rise—(like breath from earthen dust)
We run—(because He bled for us)
I know that voice—it found me first!
Through every thorn and curse
The Shepherd bled where cowards turned—
He gave His life for mine
(He lays His life for yours)
The trap was set, the world was still—
He met the grave, and broke its will
He crushed the fangs, He bore the weight
And dragged me out through Heaven’s gate
One flock—(from every shattered tongue)
One blood—(poured out to make us one)
One fold—(no fear can tear apart)
One King—(enthroned in every heart)
I know that voice—no doubt remains
It’s louder than my shame
He gave His life, and took it back—
The Shepherd calls my name
(The Shepherd calls my name)
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