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Nail-Scarred Hands

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Verse 1: Quiet Piano

The shadows stretched across the upper room

Where fear had locked the heavy wooden door

I traced the grief that lingered in the gloom

And swore I would not trust a phantom more

They spoke of empty tombs and risen breath

While my own heart was heavy with the nail

I measured every promise against death

And prayed my rigid faith would not prevail

[Chorus: Atmospheric Strings and Victorious Choir]

Then light broke through the quiet of my doubt

A living grace that washed the darkness out

He did not chide the sorrow in my chest

He laid my weary questions down to rest

I saw the wounds, the tokens of His love

And reached for mercy given from above

My Lord, my God, my anchor and my shield

Upon His nail-scarred hands, my soul is healed

Verse 2: Building Instrumentation

He called my name with tenderness and scars

No lightning flashed, no thunder shook the floor

Just hands that made the oceans and the stars

Extended wide to heal a heart so sore

He met me in the valley of my pride

Where logic fought against the sacred flame

And as I touched the mercy in His side

My stubborn doubt was broken in His name

[Chorus: Full Worship Band and Anthemic Strings]

Then light broke through the quiet of my doubt

A living grace that washed the darkness out

He did not chide the sorrow in my chest

He laid my weary questions down to rest

I saw the wounds, the tokens of His love

And reached for mercy given from above

My Lord, my God, my anchor and my shield

Upon His nail-scarred hands, my soul is healed

Bridge: Rising Crescendo

Blessed are those who never saw His face

Yet anchor in the currents of His grace

From broken trust to resurrection dawn

The darkest night is past, the stone is gone

Chorus: Grand Peak

Then light broke through the quiet of my doubt

A living grace that washed the darkness out

He did not chide the sorrow in my chest

He laid my weary questions down to rest

I saw the wounds, the tokens of His love

And reached for mercy given from above

My Lord, my God, my anchor and my shield

Upon His nail-scarred hands, my soul is healed

Outro: Ambient Piano Fade

My Lord... my God...

The scars remain, but now they set me free

He lives, and He remembers even me

Instrumental

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