He calls to us but only some will hear
a chosen few are drawing near
a remnant shall return to claim the promise
We are the chosen ones
We know what we'll become
We stand together in Christ's victory
We're defeating His enemies
We once were weak
but He made us strong
We will not tire
though the journey is long
We press on
We won't give up
God's chosen ones
We won't give up
Even after God's judgment, His faithful few shall return. He blots out evil from the earth, but there is a promise of redemption and grace. We press on to lay hold of this freedom. We keep running, as God's chosen people. He's calling His bride.
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