It's Free / Rowan Hartwell / I Believe album

Some walk alone in the deepest night,
Blinded hearts, no end in sight.
They build their truth on shifting sand,
A world shaped by their own hand
Let the gospel brightly shine,
No riddles wrapped in rhyme.
Speak the truth, don’t hide His name,
There’s one way out, and it’s not a game.

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