(Verse 1) Created with a purpose, destined to shine bright, A pool of souls with toxic hearts, running from the Father's light. Lost in the shadows, a flicker of doubt, A yearning for freedom, a way to break out. Then I remember I'm God's possession, a royal priest, In Christ's nation His power in me, I find my direction. (Chorus) The Spirit moves in ways unseen, a whisper in the breeze, A guiding hand, a gentle touch, that brings our hearts to ease. We cannot know the path ahead, or where the Spirit leads, But with each step, our faith takes hold, and plants the living seeds. (Outro) Like living seeds, we break apart, Surrender to His loving art. Through trials deep, His love unfolds, A blossoming life, a story told. We rise above, on wings of grace, To spread His love in every space.
