I Am Not Ashamed of the Gospel

I have no song without the Son
Who rose upon my darkest days.
He rescued me from all I'd

With holy cassock as black as night,

I seek to wield the empyrean light,

And fetter of grace about my throat,

As white

Ode to strength

To be a tower of light in a world of darkness,

to fight for morality in a time when it is gone,

to stand

His yoke is easy, his burden is light.

Cast off the snare; be made whole in his sight.

Abide with the nameless encamped

Spread the good news,

The Lord God will come back,

He said he went to prepare a place for us,