There was a voice I tried to hide A quiet pull from deep inside Not loud enough to claim the day But strong enough to guide my way Verse 2 I searched the roads that others knew But none of them felt fully true Until the whisper in my chest Said follow what your heart does best Chorus The work that moves through me Is the work I’m meant to do Not something I must struggle for But something living through When I listen quietly The path appears to see The world is waiting patiently For what moves through me Verse 3 Creation flows like river light Not forced by fear or driven fight When hands and spirit intertwine The simplest work becomes divine Bridge No race to run, no throne to claim No need to rise through fear or fame Just steady breath and open sight And courage to bring forth the light Final Chorus The work that moves through me Is the work I’m meant to do Not something I must struggle for But something living through When I trust the deeper stream The path unfolds unseen And every step becomes a part Of the life I’m meant to be
