VERSE 1
Almost always, when my heart is crushed and shaken,
I run quickly to the Cross where strength is taken.
And from there, with certain victory, I rise again—
For Jesus never sends the wounded back the same.
Enemies of mine don’t know the secret I am holding,
How I keep on winning battles, always overcoming.
Though my failures hide in shadows no one else can see,
Every detail has been known by the Lord who carries me.
CHORUS
If judged and condemned by men I stood today,
Defeated I would fall—at least that’s what they’d say.
But my God knows me deeply, every hidden place—
And despite it all, He covers me with grace.
If judged and condemned by men I stood today,
Defeated I would fall—at least that’s what they’d say.
But my God knows me deeply, every hidden place—
And He walks beside me daily by His grace.
VERSE 2
When oppression leaves me silent, locked inside my pain,
And I speak to no one, hiding every strain,
I retreat in prayer alone, bowed upon my knees—
Then a gentle healing balm begins to flow through me.
For sometimes, to be lifted, you must first descend,
Walk the lonely roads where many hearts have been.
Let the Master Potter press you with His holy hand,
Be wounded and humbled—so He can make you stand.
CHORUS (repeat; stronger; prophetic declaration, tambourine; strong march; no reverb; crisp staccato).
If judged and condemned by men I stood today,
Defeated I would fall—at least that’s what they’d say.
But my God knows me deeply, every hidden place—
And despite it all, He covers me with grace.
If judged and condemned by men I stood today,
Defeated I would fall—at least that’s what they’d say.
But my God knows me deeply, every hidden place—
And He walks beside me daily by His grace.
FINAL TAG
And despite it all, He’s with me
Every day.
Oh, my Father—You are with me…