𝕄𝕪 ℝ𝕖𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤

Who taught the sun

where to stand in the morning?

and who taught the ocean

You can only come this far?

and who showed the moon

where to hide 'til evening?

whose words alone

can catch a falling star?

[Chorus]

well I know my Redeemer lives

I know my Redeemer lives

all of creation testifies

this life within me cries

I know my Redeemer lives

[Verse 2]

the very same God that spins things in orbit

runs to the weary

the worn and the weak

and the same gеntle hands

that hold me when I'm brokеn

they conquer death

to abring me victory

[Chorus]

well I know my Redeemer lives

I know my Redeemer lives

let all creation testify

this life within me cries

I know my Redeemer lives

[Post-Chorus]

He lives to take away my shame

and He lives forever I proclaim

that the payment for my sin

was the precious life He gave

but now He's alive

and there's an empty grave

[Chorus]

and I know my Redeemer lives

I know my Redeemer lives

let all creation testify this

life within me cries

I know my Redeemer

[Post-Chorus]

He lives so you can live

who's sent out of the grave?

ain't nobody but Jesus

I spoke with Him this morning

I know He lives

I feel Him in the room right now

I know He lives

He lives.

❤️

Author's note: this incredible testimony is from the singer Bay Turner's website:

"My journey hasn’t been what I expected, but I’m grateful for every step. After being discovered on America’s Got Talent and BET’s Sunday Best, I’ve had the privilege of sharing my music with the world, but it’s been a road full of both triumphs and trials.

Growing up, I was inspired by the soulful sounds of artists like Donny Hathaway, Luther Vandross, and Stevie Wonder. My love for music deepened in college, and after earning my degree, I had the chance to work with young artist programs at major opera houses. As my faith grew, I began leading worship with the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir, which felt like a dream come true.

But everything changed when I had surgery to remove two benign tumors from my chest, and one of my vocal cords was damaged. Doctors told me I might never sing again. For months, I stayed silent, but through that time, my faith was tested and strengthened. Miraculously, my vocal cords healed, and I was able to sing again.

That experience taught me something crucial: my identity isn’t tied to my voice. God had to show me that it’s not just about talent, but trusting Him in everything. Now, I’m here to use the gifts He’s given me to bring Him glory—100% in His hands, and just a faithful servant doing my part."

Amen.

“Shout joyfully to the Lord, all the earth; Break forth in song, rejoice, and sing praises.

Sing to the Lord with the harp, With the harp and the sound of a psalm,

With trumpets and the sound of a horn; Shout joyfully before the Lord, the King.

Let the sea roar, and all its fullness, The world and those who dwell in it; Let the rivers clap their hands;

Let the hills be joyful together before the Lord,”.

Psalms‬ ‭98‬:‭4‬-‭8‬ ‭NKJV‬‬