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There's a voice that only speaks in seasons
Not in sparks or sudden light
It builds a soul the way roots grow
Out of reach, out of sight
It doesn't beg, it doesn't rush
It never screams to be obeyed
It asks me who I'll be tomorrow
When today's fire starts to fade
It measures life in quiet steps
In promises I keep alone
It's not impressed by what feels good
Only by what makes me whole
It trains the heart before the storm
Prepares the hands before the load
Teaching me to walk with purpose
Every inch of this long road
Stay the course when the feeling's gone
When the work is slow and the nights are long
Stay the course, no shortcut home
I'm not chasing highs, I'm building stone
I've learned desire makes a loud promise
But it never stays to keep it
It loves the spark, ignores the cost
Then disappears when I need it
Discipline whispers what will last
If I'm brave enough to hear
It trades the thrill of right now
For a future that is clear
Faith isn't proved by what I say
Or how strong I feel today
It's proved in every small "I will"
When walking away would pay
It's choosing truth when lies feel lighter
Choosing growth when comfort calls
Believing slow obedience
Still counts as giving all
Stay the course when the feeling's gone
When the work is slow and the nights are long
Stay the course, no shortcut home
I'm not chasing highs, I'm building stone
Some foundations crack from being rushed
Some crowns collapse from weight
Some prayers fail because they wanted speed
Instead of learning how to wait
I've watched impatience dress like wisdom
And impulse call itself free
I've seen the cost of trading purpose
For what feeds a need in me
I don't need the rush of right now
I don't need the crowd's approval
I'd rather stand when storms arrive
Than kneel to what's habitual
If it takes a lifetime to be true
If it takes my breath and pride
I'd rather finish worn but faithful
Than quit with nothing left inside
Let the fire burn what's fleeting
Let the silence train my soul
If obedience feels like dying
Resurrection's in the slow
I will trust what I can't measure
I will walk what I can't see
If this road was walked by Jesus
It's enough of a road for me
Stay the course when the feeling's gone
When the work is slow and the nights are long
Stay the course, no shortcut home
I'm not chasing highs, I'm building stone
Not for now
For what will stand when the noise is gone