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Alma 17:9–11

Voice Without a Name

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Alma 17:9–11

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Voice Without a Name
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This video and all original music within it are released under the Creative Commons CC‑BY license. You may reuse, remix, repost, or monetize this content as long as you credit the creator. 𓆉⟁⇌𓇳⟐𓉔 Love, ya call every soul from the shoreline home, Light on the harbour where the cold winds roam. Hands stay open though the tide runs wild, Gather every daughter, every son, every child. We lace up boots through the snow and rain, Carry Thy promise through the joy and pain. Like Ammon stood with a fearless flame, We lift Thy mercy in the Savior's name. From kitchen lamps to the winter sky, Every heart's worth the sacrifice. Anchor down where the covenants stay, Follow the Shepherd, don't drift away. Hey now, swing that door wide, Kingdom's calling with the turning tide. Hearts come home where the lanterns shine, Grace keeps perfect harbour time. Round and round like the old bass line, Faith keeps moving one soul at a time. No one's lost beyond His hand, Christ keeps building Zion's land. Packed our pride in an empty crate, Left it all at the harbour gate. Not for glory, not for fame, Only that the lost know Jesus' name. North wind sings through the frosted pines, Still Thy covenant brightly shines. Every doorstep, every street, Mercy walks on willing feet. Open the path where the light flows through, Shape our hearts till they're more like You. Give us courage, calm and kind, Leave no seeking soul behind. Hey now, swing that door wide, Kingdom's calling with the turning tide. Hearts come home where the lanterns shine, Grace keeps perfect harbour time. Round and round like the old bass line, Faith keeps moving one soul at a time. No one's lost beyond His hand, Christ keeps building Zion's land. Compass steady, anchor strong, Pilgrims learning Heaven's song. Stone to altar, seed to tree, Grace unfolds eternally. Circle after circle grows, Living water gently flows. East to west the beacons rise, Morning crowns the faithful skies. Hey now, lift that light high, Stars awaken in the midnight sky. Every promise still burns bright, Leading travellers through the night. Love prepares the latter days, Walking humble in Thy ways. Till the whole earth sings as one, Gathered safely through Thy Son. Peace be to all., In the name of Jesus Christ... Amen Gichi-Manidoo gikinoo'amaa.