She sticks out her wrists
Can God forgive this?
These writings on my arms
From my knife of harms
Expressing my nightmare
In finding one who cares
Is it truly true
He can rescue me too?
Lift up your hands and scars
Turn them into testimony marks
Turn all your grievous pain
Into a greater faith
And learn to dance with Jesus
Come and dance with us
You don't know what I've done
Can I truly find a pardon?
For the innocence I stole
For the nightmares that take toll
For every night I close my eyes
I cannot forgive myself those cries
Is it truly true
He can rescue me too?
Lift up your hands and scars
Turn them into testimony marks
Turn all your grievous pain
Into a greater faith
And learn to dance with Jesus
Come and dance with us
We all bare our scars
We suffer our marks
But we can overcome
This is how we overcome
We overcome
Lift up your hands and scars
Turn them into testimony marks
Turn all your grievous pain
Into a greater faith
And learn to dance with Jesus
Come and dance with us
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