There Is a Road the World Won't See
There is a road the world won't see… It starts where pride falls to its knee. No trumpet blast, no crowded crown… Just quiet love that draws you down. You won't find God
There is a road
the world won't see…
It starts where pride
falls to its knee.
No trumpet blast,
no crowded crown…
Just quiet love
that draws you down.
You won't find God
by thought alone...
He meets the heart
that breaks its throne.
You don't grow strong
by pushing through…
You let Him lift
what burdens you.
He crowns the low,
not those who rise…
He waits beneath,
not in the skies.
You win by stillness,
not by might...
You gain your way
by losing sight.
You don't impress
or climb or prove…
You simply stay,
and let Him move.
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