Title: Sweet Silver Angels

Sweet silver angels over the sea, Come down flying low for me. I heard a voice in the midnight hour, Soft as a hymn on the drifting tide, Pulling me close with a borrowed power— But something cold was hidden inside. I turned around and he vanished in the dark, Leaving only echoes in my heart. Blinding me, his song kept on reminding me— He was danger dressed in harmony. He was a thief of every broken dream. But Jesus is the One who sets me free. Blinding me, his song kept on reminding me— He was a shadow chasing after me. He was a taker of the things I need. But Jesus is the One who sets me free. He wages war in the places I wander, Whispers lies in a velvet tone. But Jesus steps through the storm and thunder, Driving out fear from the marrow and bone. He keeps His door open wide forever, Calling me home when I start to roam. The false light fades, but His truth remains— Breaking every chain in my veins. Blinding me, his song kept on reminding me— He was danger dressed in harmony. He was a thief of every broken dream. But Jesus is the One who sets me free. Blinding me, his song kept on reminding me— He was a shadow chasing after me. He was a taker of the things I need. But Jesus is the One who sets me free. The crossroads rise like a warning fire, The wind is full of trembling choice. But Jesus calls through the deepest choir, Mercy shining in His steady voice. He lifts my eyes when the night grows colder, Guides my feet when the path turns grim. Every burden falling from my shoulders— Every fear losing strength within. Blinding me, his song kept on reminding me— He was danger dressed in harmony. He was a thief of every broken dream. But Jesus is the One who sets me free. Blinding me, his song kept on reminding me— He was a shadow chasing after me. He was a taker of the things I need. But Jesus is the One who sets me free. Jesus is the One who sets me free.