Set Free

Can't see your plan for the trees
Can't see your hand for the forest
Can't see your loving heart in the fire
Can't hear your longing voice
Begging me to come home
Can't hear your still, small whispers to my soul

You must be lost before you are found
You must turn away before you turn around
You must be blind before you can see
You must have chains before you're set free
You must have chains before you're set free

Can't see my future through the trials
The gold in the furnace
The vessel being formed
Hard to continue trudging onward
Hard to take the next step
Reach your hand out Abba Father
And take me in your lap

You must be lost before you are found
You must turn away before you turn around
You must be blind before you can see
You must have chains before you're set free
You must have chains before you're set free

Jana Brannon-lyrics and music
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