“Broken chords from twisted strings,
Notes that jarred when I would sing;
Wasted ink on stunted words
Fell on ears that never heard.
Failure taunted me with doubts,
Secrets no one knew about;
Could hope be that hard to find?
Was I just losing my mind?
“Then Love died for me, Hope rose for me,
Jesus won my fight to give me victory,
His song now mine—what joy divine!
Jesus is my strength, salvation, and song of glory.
“Without Him I could not sing,
Every joy would leave a sting,
Fear would follow every step,
Flooded by the tears I wept.
With Him I can overcome
All that He’s rescued me from;
Hope is never far away—
Almighty God hears when I pray!”