[Verse 1 — softly spoken] I gather up the mercies I was too afraid to name. You met me at the edge of night and called me back again. [Response — lightly sung] You do not forget the cry beneath the noise. You remember every hidden wound; You hear the smallest voice. [Verse 2 — softly spoken] The proud may build their kingdoms as though they cannot fall. But You remain a refuge for the broken and the small. [Response — gentle harmony] You do not forget the hope the poor still bear. When the world looks past their suffering, You are already there. [Bridge — quietly rising] Lift me from the gates of sorrow to the gates where praise is heard. Let the story of Your justice travel farther than my words. [Final Response — warm and steady] You do not forget… and hope will not be lost.
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