In a world where faith was taught,  
In church, where lessons were sought,  
I learned of God, the love He brought,  
But lost my way, my heart forgot.  
Who do you hear?  

I wandered through shadows, doubt in my mind,  
Questioning the good, the truth hard to find,  
Yet still, I searched, leaving darkness behind,  
In whispers of hope, His voice was kind.  
Who do you hear?  

From Baptist roots to Catholic grace,  
With missionaries guiding, I found my place,  
In every church, I sought His face,  
Now in His arms, I embrace my space.  
Who do you hear?  

Life’s burdens lifted, no worry or fear,  
In love and forgiveness, His presence is near,  
A covenant kept, my path is clear,  
I walk in His light, holding Him dear.  
Who do you hear?  

Stubborn in faith, I stand strong and proud,  
Living for Him, my heart sings aloud,  
In every moment, I’m wrapped in His shroud,  
With trust in His plan, I rise from the crowd.  
Who do you hear?