Thunder

From my mother’s womb to quarter age
I had the book, but didn’t flip the page
My eyes, they see but my spirit strays
And on my knees, I finally see
I finally see
That we walk by faith, and not by sight
Breathe in our fears and then steer clear
In brokenness we can finally share
And with love we can truly repair
Truly repair
So roar Your thunder
Break these chains from under
And be free-e-e-e
Trumpets sound in victory
Sinner shout their defeat
And are free-e-e-e
The scars You left for my eyes to see
For the doubter I was to be
Hand in hand, I sink in disbelief
All along You were my place to be
My place to be
So roar Your thunder
Break these chains from under
And be free-e-e-e
Trumpets sound in victory
Sinner shout their defeat
And are free-e-e-e
So roar Your thunder
Break these chains from under
And be free-e-e-e
Trumpets sound in victory
Sinner shout their defeat
And are free-e-e-e
So roar Your thunder
Break these chains from under
And be free-e-e-e
Trumpets sound in victory
Sinner shout their defeat
And are free-e-e-e
And be free-e-e-e
And be free-e-e-e