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[Verse] In the quiet of the morning, where prayers once softly fell, She’s tracing what was given, a story time can tell. Whispers fill the chapel, echoes of a gentle guide, But now she’s finding silence where she can hear inside. [Pre-Chorus] Every word she’s spoken, every lesson learned by heart, Now it’s time to speak her own, to let her truth impart. [Chorus] I’m learning to sing the song that’s rising deep in me, A voice that’s strong and tender, breaking free, breaking free. From shadows of the past, to the light I’ve never known, I’m finding who I am, the voice I call my own. [Verse] Footsteps on the hardwood, familiar but not the same, She walks her path with courage, no longer just a name. A story still unfolding, woven with faith and grace, The preacher’s daughter rising, finding her own place. [Pre-Chorus] Every word she’s spoken, every lesson learned by heart, Now it’s time to speak her own, to let her truth impart. [Chorus] I’m learning to sing the song that’s rising deep in me, A voice that’s strong and tender, breaking free, breaking free. From shadows of the past, to the light I’ve never known, I’m finding who I am, the voice I call my own. [Bridge] In the stillness, I hear Him, guiding me like before, But now the words are mine to carry, echoing evermore. With every breath I’m stronger, with every step I’m whole, The daughter steps into the light, embracing all her soul. [Chorus] I’m learning to sing the song that’s rising deep in me, A voice that’s strong and tender, breaking free, breaking free. From shadows of the past, to the light I’ve never known, I’m finding who I am, the voice I call my own. [Chorus - softly fading] I’m learning to sing the song that’s rising deep in me, A voice that’s strong and tender, breaking free, breaking free


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