
CHOSEN FOR THIS LYRICS
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Jeremiah 1:5, John 15:16, Romans 8:29, Matthew 15:24
VERSE 1
Before I breathed, You knew my name
Set apart, not made the same
Ordained to walk the narrow road
To speak Your truth and know you more
VERSE 2
You shaped my path before I knew
With purpose deep and clear and true
No accident, no wasted days
You wrote my life with sovereign grace
CHORUS
I was chosen for this, I was made to remain
To bear lasting fruit, not to run in vain
Every closed door, every sleepless night
You were shaping the way to a life made right
Not for applause, not chasing the wind
But to glorify You again and again
My fruit will stay, my steps will bless
I was chosen for this — for what You purposed, no less
VERSE 3
The world says more, but You say “One”
One purpose, marked by what You’ve done
I don’t need fame to feel alive
Your will alone refines my life
VERSE 4
I tried the plans I made alone
They led to noise and aching bones
But when I yield to what You’ve planned
I stand unshaken in Your hand
CHORUS
I was chosen for this, I was made to remain
To bear lasting fruit, not to run in vain
Every closed door, every sleepless night
You were shaping the way to a life that’s right
Not for applause, not chasing the wind
But to glorify You again and again
My fruit will stay, my steps will bless
I was chosen for this — for what You purposed, no less
BRIDGE
Your purpose is my peace, my pace
A holy fire I can’t replace
You prune the noise, You clear the lies
So what You planted multiplies
Not by chance and not by fate
You called me out, You made me wait
My deepest yes was born in pain
But through it all, You carved my name
CHORUS
I was chosen for this, I was made to remain
To bear lasting fruit, not to run in vain
Every closed door, every sleepless night
You were shaping the way to a life that’s right
Not for applause, not chasing the wind
But to glorify You again and again
My fruit will stay, my steps will bless
I was chosen for this — for what You purposed, no less
I was chosen for this, I was made to remain
To bear lasting fruit, not to run in vain
Every closed door, every sleepless night
You were shaping the way to a life that’s right
Not for applause, not chasing the wind
But to glorify You again and again
My fruit will stay, my steps will bless
I was chosen for this — for what You purposed, no less