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Maker of My Days 2 by imoje

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Maker of My Days 2

Gospel

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Chorus I stood beneath the hush of broken praise,
Hands trembling at the edge of midnight fizz, When doctors turn their heads and hold breath
You breathed a gentle yes and healed me from within, You pulled the darkness back like curtains torn,
Placed mourning in my chest where grief was born, A whisper touched my fear, unmade, unmade,
You carried me across the night and into day. When every door seemed closed, You opened a way,
You wrapped my weary doubts in mercy's sway, I lifted up my eyes, I found You near,
A steady voice that calmed the storms and cleared the air.
Praise to the Almighty, Maker of my days, You lift my weary heart, You turn my night to praise,
You heard my trembling call, You answered with Your grace,
In joy and in the valley, I rest in Your embrace.
There was a time when shame would shout my name, Debt and hunger pressed, I thought I'd stay the same,
You came as bread and fire, a healing in the bone, You moved a mountain, gave me strength to call Him home,
I felt Your hand unbind the chains of doubt, A simple faithful touch that chased the shadows out,
From whispered promises to loud redeeming refrains, I sing because You rescued me and made me whole again.
You're faithful in the silence, faithful through the storm, You gather scattered pieces, make the
broken warm, I lift a grateful song, my knees and hands raise high, for every scar You turn to light and every tear You dry.
Praise to the Almighty, Maker of my days, You lift my weary heart, You turn my night to praise,
You heard my trembling call, You answered with Your grace,
In joy and in the valley, I rest in Your embrace.
I once believed I walked alone on empty streets, But You broke through like sunrise through a cracked and tired sheet,
You found me in the mess, You named me and You stayed, A patient love that washed the edges of my shame away,
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, God in Your Spires, why pray I?
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy, God in Your Spires, why pray I?
You very are, and praise
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