"Holy Lineage Of Grace"

(Verse 1) The desert dust is blowing through the trees, A promise whispered on a gentle breeze. The father looks across the open sand, And sees the vision of a promised land. The stars above are shining in the night, A guiding path of true and holy light. (Verse 2) The gentle son walks up the mountain side, In quiet faith where truth and light abide. The wood is bound, the fire begins to glow, The deepest love that any heart could know. An offering of grace upon the hill, Obeying every word and holy will. (Chorus) The line begins with three who walked the way, From darkest night into the golden day. The promise held within a sacred bond, That reaches out to all the years beyond. Through every storm the unchanging grace will guide, With ancient hope forever by our side. (Verse 3) The grandson wrestles through the lonely night, And fights until the breaking of the light. A brand new name is given in the dawn, As twelve strong sons will carry on and on. The tribes will rise from where the river flows, And blossom like a wild and desert rose. (Bridge) A sudden change breaks through the silent stone, A brighter dawn across the morning sky. The covenant is broad and deep and true, Awakening a world made clean and new. The changing chord proclaims the coming reign, To heal the heavy heart and break the chain. (Chorus) The line begins with three who walked the way, From darkest night into the golden day. The promise held within a sacred bond, That reaches out to all the years beyond. Through every storm the unchanging grace will guide, With ancient hope forever by our side.