The River (FM) | Jackson Holler

10- "The River" written by Rackvin Solmni I felt his words. His gentle hand on my shoulder. I chose this river. Where it's deep and clean. The spirit pure and flowing, like this river. Spirit young and wild, far from cradle's shore, Living like a child where the wild winds roar. No vow had I taken, no narrow road sworn, Wandered open-hearted till the gospel was born. In the river, hope takes hold, Another chance, my spirit bold. In the river we make our vow, In eternal light, baptized now. Then those words came riding on a quiet thunder's call, Power in the telling, breaking every wall. No more hiding shadows, no cowering in fear, My own soul was answering, drawing ever near. Love is the true path, no question, no debate, Resonating deeper than the hour grows late. The ancient waters whisper what the wise have known, Choose this day the current where the seed is sown. In the river, hope takes hold, Another chance, my spirit bold. In the river we make our vow, In eternal light, baptized now. From nature's flowing cradle, I stepped in by choice, Left the old ways drifting, found my truest voice. The river claimed the burden, gave the heart release, Now I walk in mercy, walking into peace. In the river, hope takes hold, Another chance, my spirit bold. In the river we make our vow... In eternal light, baptized now... Baptized now.