Intro (spoken / ad-lib)
Yeah…
Before we moved, He chose.
Before we spoke, He called.
This ain’t luck.
This is election.
Verse 1
Chosen before breath, yeah, marked before the fall,
Royal priesthood stamped when He answered the call,
Holy nation branded, set apart by design,
Not random, not accidental—this was heaven’s sign.
God’s possession, bought back by the blood,
Name written in the Lamb’s Book, sealed by the flood,
From ashes to altar, from slave to a son,
Dead man walking turned alive by the One.
He pulled us from the dark where the lies had a throne,
Broke chains with a word, said “That one is Mine,” alone,
Not by hustle or grind, not by strength we display,
But by grace that chased us when we ran the other way.
We exist to declare, every breath is a sound,
Of the praises of the King who turned graves into ground,
Blind eyes opened wide, now the truth is in sight,
We don’t glow on our own—we reflect His light.
Hook (Chorus)
From the dark to the light, yeah, He called our name,
Once we were nothing, now we branded by flame,
Royal bloodline flowing deep through our veins,
We were dead in our sin, now alive in His reign.
From the dark to the light, now we stand as redeemed,
God’s own possession—this is deeper than a dream,
Once we had no mercy, now it floods our life,
We the people of God, resurrected by Christ.
Verse 2
Once we were no people, no flag, no claim,
Orphans in the world, no identity, no name,
But He formed us with truth, gave us family ties,
Built a kingdom from dust, now we walk unified.
Mercy used to feel distant, like a door locked tight,
Now it pours from the cross every day, every night,
No shame in our past, no sentence that stands,
The Judge became Savior, put scars in His hands.
This calling is holy, not seasonal faith,
Not a moment on Sunday, it’s a lifetime of praise,
Consecrated steps, yeah, our walk is the proof,
We don’t bend to the culture—we stand in the truth.
No boasting in flesh, no crown of our own,
Every victory echoes what the Lord has done,
We were summoned from night, repositioned in sight,
Living proof of the power that conquers the night.
Bridge (slow / reflective)
Not by works.
Not by will.
Not by bloodline.
Just grace fulfilled.
He chose us.
He called us.
He claimed our life.
Hook (repeat – harder)
From the dark to the light, yeah, He called our name,
Once we were nothing, now we branded by flame,
Royal bloodline flowing deep through our veins,
We were dead in our sin, now alive in His reign.
From the dark to the light, now we stand as redeemed,
God’s own possession—yeah, we know what that means,
Once we had no mercy, now it floods our life,
We the people of God, restored by Christ.
Outro (spoken / layered)
Chosen—not abandoned.
Holy—not forgotten.
Belonging—not drifting.
Once lost—now found.
Once no mercy—
Now mercy forever.
ALXREDIMIDO
