From my mother's womb to quarter age I had the book, but didn't flip the page My eyes, they see, but my spirit strays And on my knees, I finally see I finally see That we walk by faith, and not by sight Breathe in our fears and then steer clear In brokenness we can finally share And with love we can truly repair Truly repair So roar Your thunder Break these chains from under And be free Trumpets sound in victory Sinners shout their defeat And are free The scars You left for my eyes to see For the doubter I was to be Hand in hand, I sink in disbelief All along You were my place to be My place to be So roar Your thunder Break these chains from under And be free Trumpets sound in victory Sinners shout their defeat And are free So roar Your thunder Break these chains from under And be free Trumpets sound in victory Sinners shout their defeat And are free So roar Your thunder Break these chains from under And be free Trumpets sound in victory Sinners shout their defeat And are free