bazan fadi ba bazan kauce ba
My gaze is locked on You; I refuse to drift from the path of destiny. Like Peter, I step out trading the safety of the boat for the wonder of the waves. And if my footing fails, I know Your mercy runs faster than my fall; You are the One who leaves the ninety-nine to claim the one. Bazan fadi, ba bazan kauce ba. Jesus, Your footsteps are my map, and Your Spirit is my compass for the daily walk. INSPIRED BY KAESTRINGS πβπΏ
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