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Father, You deemed it right for me to stand,

To walk into a day You shaped before the dawn of time.

I lift Your holy Name, holding Your hand, 

Reviving this dry soul with breath, a spark sublime—

Like Ezekiel’s valley, You made my spirit climb.

Glory to the Highest—HalleluYah—I am here,

Eden’s spirit moves within, faith conquering the night.

Humbled at the altar, I draw near,

Another dawn granted by Your mercy’s light, 

My living existence, the evidence of Your might.

I walk in Your purpose—devoted, renewed, 

A living sacrifice, wholly offered, I belong to You.

Lord, You saw fit for me to be right here, 

To claim a victory I did not earn, yet hold by grace.

I lift Your holy Name, casting out all fear, 

You called my dormant spirit to rise and take its place, 

To walk again, empowered by Your embrace.

Through deepest valleys, through the darkest test, 

You led me, Lord, with cloud by day and fire by night.

Yeshua healed my eyes, bringing holy rest, 

Turning blindness into clear and righteous sight, 

Steadily walking in David’s dream, surrendered to the Light.

I walk in Your purpose—devoted, renewed, 

A living sacrifice, wholly offered, I belong to You.

Lord, You saw fit for me to be right here, 

To see a day I didn’t earn yet still could win.

I glorify Your Name, drawing ever near, 

Yeshua’s grace awakens my Lazarus within, 

And You saw fit for me to rise again.