Though now we have trials,
We wait for salvation
Though tested by fire,
We suffer with joy
By His great mercy,
Our hope has been born again
Faithful as the morning,
We are raised up with Christ
And I cannot see Him
But oh how I love Him
I cannot see Him, but I believe
I know He walks with me.
I believe, that He walks with me.
Raised up with the priesthood,
To witness his wondrous works
Called out from the darkness
To shimmering light
Chorus
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