Verse 1
I walk through rooms that echo names,
Hospital lights, September rain,
Little socks I never saw grow old,
Prayers I whispered through a breaking soul.
I thought You were silent, far away,
While my world was falling in shades of gray,
I couldn’t feel You, couldn’t see the signs,
Just the ticking of a cruel clock, stealing time.
Pre-Chorus
But now I’m looking back with different eyes,
Through tears that finally learned to cry…
Chorus
Through the window of time, I see Your hand,
Holding my heart when I couldn’t stand,
Every moment I thought I was alone,
You were carrying me, flesh and bone.
In the darkest nights, You stayed in the fight,
Wrapped me in grace, in borrowed light.
Now I know every shattered part was a place
Where You were standing, face to face.
Verse 2
Abuse, the silence, the weight of fear,
A child praying for someone to hear,
A woman begging just to survive,
Learning how to stay when she wanted to hide.
Loss came like waves that stole my breath,
Tiny heartbeat, then sudden death,
I screamed at Heaven, “Where are You now?”
While You were holding me, I just couldn’t tell how.
Pre-Chorus
I thought the pain meant You turned away,
But love was with me every single day…
Chorus
Through the window of time, I see Your hand,
Wiping my tears, helping me stand,
Every memory I tried to outrun,
You were there when the world was done.
In the prayers that broke, in the nights I fell,
In every quiet, private hell,
You never left, You never lied,
You were the reason I’m still alive.
Bridge
You were in the ultrasound room,
In the empty crib, in the quiet gloom,
In my husband’s arms when I couldn’t breathe,
In every “God, please don’t leave me.”
You were in the strength I didn’t know I had,
In the love that outlived the worst of the bad,
In the promise whispered, soft and true,
“I’m right here, I’m not done with you.”
Breakdown
I see it now…
You weren’t late.
You weren’t gone.
You were shaping my soul all along.
Final Chorus
Through the window of time, I finally see,
You were writing mercy into me,
Turning ashes into holy ground,
Even when my world fell down.
Every scar is a testimony,
Every tear is a prayer You hold for me,
I wasn’t lost, I was being found,
By a God who never made a sound…
But never let me go.
Outro
So I look back, not with blame, but grace,
Every broken year, every painful place,
And I whisper now through grateful cries:
“You were there…
You were there…
The whole time.”
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