You woke up one day in a bad way,
With a dark heart in a small cave,
And decided to hide
For the long bitter night.
But one day someone loved you,
Let the light in, made the old new,
From some water and mud wrote you new name in blood,
But now something about it, just doesn't seem real,
Sometimes that's how it feels.
You are still a promise, the heartbeat of God.
You may have forgotten, but He has not.
You are not your ashes, you are a flame.
Do not ask the shadows, the light of the world knows,
Knows your name.
There was one day, you were certain
That He called you, cause you heard him.
And the clouds disappeared,
Everything crystal clear.
But then one day, it was not so,
Other voices you did not know
From the fray and the fringe, they were all weighing in.
And now you can't remember who has your heart.
Well here's a start.
You are still a promise, the heartbeat of God.
You may have forgotten, but He has not.
You are not your ashes, you are a flame.
Do not ask the shadows, the light of the world knows...
You're a friend of God, daughter, son
Blameless and forgiven one.
You're a slave no more, finally free
Saints and heirs, now redeemed
Your beautiful and broken heart,
Is safe and sound in His arms.
You are chosen you are His,
So remember this
You are still a promise,
You may have forgotten.
You are not your ashes, you are a flame,
Do not ask the shadows, the light of the world knows,
Knows your name
He knows your name
You are not your ashes, you are a flame,
Do not ask the shadows, the light of the world knows,
Knows your name
