Chosen In Him

#progressivemetal #orthodox #freewill Is the ink already dry on a secret, celestial roster? They want you to believe salvation is locked away inside a solitary, predetermined vault—but we’re tearing the hinges off that heavy gate with a brutal, polyrhythmic progressive metal assault! Driven by relentless down-picking and a soaring, gritty baritone, this track obliterates the fatalistic myth of an arbitrary lottery. "Chosen In Him" proves that the predestined vessel isn't an isolated elite; the chosen is a corporate Body, the Bride is destined for the golden shore, and the door is violently, wonderfully open to all. Step out of the cosmic shade, let the hypnotic Kashmir-style groove pull you in, and realize the golden chain of grace was always meant for whosoever will. The Vine is breathing. Get grafted. This is the song in a series targeting the false doctrine of Calvinistic Predestination. The series of songs uses this article published by Crossway, "8 Questions About Predestination," on November 03, 2025, by Joel R. Beeke, Paul M. Smalley 1. Does God will the salvation of all people? 2. How could a good and loving God choose to damn some people? 3. Why should we teach predestination instead of just preaching the gospel? 4. Did God choose those whom he foreknew would trust and obey him to the end? 5. If God’s election cannot fail, then why did his chosen people reject Christ? 6. Did God choose people for salvation as a group or as individuals? 7. Is God unjust in choosing to save some but not all? 8. If God chose whom he saves, how can he blame man for his sin? For all original lyrics and songs by Balance in Exile in several genres, click here.    • Balance in Exile - All Songs - All Genres   zhK2Y My Substack https://allenbagby.substack.com/ My fantasy fiction book Blood & Soul https://www.amazon.com/Blood-Soul-Cre... #ProgressiveRock #ChristianRock #ChristianMetal #ConservativeRock #DeepLyrics #spiritualwarfare Chosen in Him by Balance In Exile They read the ancient ledger and claim the ink is dry, A list of individuals, while all the rest must die. They say the grand Creator, before the earth was made, Drafted up a roster where the destinies were laid. They isolate the verses and they strip away the grace, To lock salvation down into a solitary space. But read the Revelation and see the grand design, The calling is not arbitrary, fatal, or blind! The chosen is a Body, the chosen is a Bride! It’s not a secret draft where the lucky ones can hide! The vessel is predestined to reach the golden shore, And whosoever will may walk right through the open door! They take the golden chain and they wrap it tight around, A solitary destiny where mercy is strictly bound. "Chosen in the Lord," they say it proves the single man, But "In the Lord" has always been the center of the plan! We are grafted in the branches, we are grafted in the Vine, The calling is not arbitrary, fatal, or blind! The chosen is a Body, the chosen is a Bride! It’s not a secret draft where the lucky ones can hide! The vessel is predestined to reach the golden shore, And whosoever will may walk right through the open door! He didn't choose an empty word, He chose the living Son! And all who stand in Jesus are counted with the One! The promise isn't portioned to a dictated elite, The victory is corporate and death is at His feet! When you bow to the Lord, and He says you are mine, The calling is not arbitrary, fatal, or blind! The chosen is a Body, the chosen is a Bride! It’s not a secret draft where the lucky ones can hide! The vessel is predestined to reach the golden shore, And whosoever will may walk right through the open door! Step into the Savior, and let the shadows fall, The election is in Jesus, and Jesus is for all. Jesus is for all For all Balance in Exile © 2026 Allen G. Bagby ⚠️🛑 Disclaimer regarding YouTube's AI tag: I don't just push a button and let a robot do the work. The lyrics are mine, pulled from decades of my own life. The musical direction is mine, fought for over hours of trial, error, and algorithm-wrangling. The tech is artificial, but the art and the soul are real. Respect the labor!