No finer hymn of praise can earth bestow
Than souls redeemed from shadows deep and dire,
Their voices lift where once they sank so low,
A living song to set the heart afire.
Through trials fierce, their spirits found release,
A grace unearned that broke the chains apart,
From silence born, their anthems never cease,
Each note a pulse of joy within the heart.
The world may sing with fleeting, shallow cheer,
But none can match this music’s holy strain,
A testament to mercy drawing near,
A melody forged strong through loss and pain.
So let the heavens hear their glad refrain,
For redeemed souls outshine the stars’ domain.