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In the moments of my deepest night,  

When my soul is reaching out for light,  

I don’t trust strength that comes from me,  

Nor chase the world for what I need.  

I just whisper the Name that breaks every chain,  

The Name that brings triumph in sorrow and pain.  

In the name of Yeshua, there is power.  

In the name of Yeshua, a mighty tower.  

Every knee will bow, every tongue confess—  

He alone is the One who truly bless.  

He’s my Healer, my Provider, my truest friend,  

With a love everlasting that will never end.  

He leads me to still waters, turns drought to flood,  

By the cleansing flow of His precious, Holy blood.  

When the storm is raging fierce and loud,  

And I feel myself sinking beneath the cloud,  

I remember the words my Savior said—  

How He lifted the weary and raised the dead.  

There’s a healing balm for every scar,  

No matter how wounded or lost you are.  

In the name of Yeshua, there is power.  

In the name of Yeshua, a mighty tower.  

Every knee will bow, every tongue confess—  

He alone is the One who truly bless.  

He’s my Healer, my Provider, my truest friend,  

With a love everlasting that will never end.  

He leads me to still waters, turns drought to flood,  

By the cleansing flow of His precious, Holy blood.  

Yeshua—the Lion and the Lamb,  

Yeshua—Only Begotten Son of I AM.  

The Name above all names acclaimed,  

Forever unchanging, always the same.  

In the name of Yeshua—  

HalleluYah!  

So I’ll lift my voice and bless His Name,  

For all my days, His praise I’ll claim.  

In the name of Yeshua…  

In His holy Name.  

Amen.