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Unseen Hope (444)

This song is a quiet sanctuary for anyone moving through moments where fear, illness, or uncertainty feel heavier than words. It speaks to spaces where the world expects explanation or defense—and answers instead with mercy that does not interrogate, rush, or condemn. At its heart is a simple, steady truth: God does not measure pain to decide worth. In places where anxiety presses and outcomes feel unclear, Jesus arrives without accusation. He sits. He stays. He counts every tear. Grace has already stood in our place before we ever had to speak. These lyrics rest in the promise of the New Covenant—not thunder or cross-examination, but nail-scarred hands and quiet understanding. They affirm that every life entrusted to God, every unseen struggle, every step toward healing is already held in His light. There is no hierarchy of wounds here—only mercy that meets us equally and remains when fear retreats. “There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.” — Romans 8:1 🤍 You’re safe. Seeing four, four, four On the clinic floor Automatic doors sigh open Like Heaven’s been here before Hospital entrance White light bending Jumping the fences in my head Still learning how to land this He’s at the door, door, door Not rushing me, not asking more Every breath feels unsure But He’s counting every tear on the floor No scrutiny… just mercy No tally marks on me I’m not weighed by what I carry I’m held… I’m held… I’m held Wave the red flag, let it pass Heartbeat racing, still He asks “Come sit with Me, child, rest” No comeback needed, I’m not condemned Finish line held in divine time Morning still comes, every time What the world could never define Is already safe in His light No condemnation—sacred ground Final meetings without a sound Courtroom bleeding never came Grace stood up and took my place Flesh finding meaning In quiet believing Love defending the Lamb While the room holds its breathing Bulls in the room Like a matador fighting But Heaven stays still In slaughterhouse lighting No scrutiny… just mercy No cross-examining Every wound meets equality I’m held… I’m held… I’m held Hope unseen But never gone Held in hands That outlast dawn He knows the cost Of losing a Son He didn’t rename it shame He whispered Hope and carried the pain No favoritism No degrees Every scar Met equally New covenant Written in love Not thunder, not fire But mercy enough Wave the red flag, let it fly Mercy moves where fear once tried No comeback, no cross-exam Just nail-scarred hands saying “I understand” Finish line held in divine time Faith walks in before sight arrives And grace never asks me why It just stays… it just stays… To every woman walking quietly Through halls where the weight feels heavy Know this— Every life entrusted Is held by Him alone Every tear nobody witnessed Was already collected And every morning your heart wakes again Because light still knows your name No scrutiny No shame Only Jesus And peace Amen. #FaithAndHealing #NoCondemnation #jesusismercy