Quiet hearts in the evening light, We walk with Him through the fading night. Every step in His gentle way, Grace unfolding day by day. Through the storms, through the flame, We are called by His name. Saints of the Lamb, we’re washed and made new, Following love that is faithful and true. Under His wings, we’ll always remain, Saints of the Lamb, forever reclaimed. Peace like rain in the still night air, Mercy flows when we kneel in prayer. Every burden, He lifts with care, Every shadow finds light there. Through the storms, through the flame, We are called by His name. Saints of the Lamb, we’re washed and made new, Following love that is faithful and true. Under His wings, we’ll always remain, Saints of the Lamb, forever reclaimed. Hearts set apart, we’ll shine in the dark, Carrying hope, carrying His spark. Saints of the Lamb, we’re washed and made new, Following love that is faithful and true. Under His wings, we’ll always remain, Saints of the Lamb, forever reclaimed.
