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By Lord Redeemed is a creative sharing ground founded by Shane Pierson to share spiritual inspirations for music and lyrics. Each song is a testimony born from personal encounters with God's miracles, crafted to help listeners both hear and feel the same experiences. All of this music is offered freely to all who seek hope and healing.
Listening Paths
Choose the room your soul is in.
Anxiety, grief, nearness
Peace in Heavy Places
For heavy nights, grief, fear, and the prayer that simply asks the Lord to stay close.
Includes Weak Things Strong, O Lord Wilt Thou Stay With Me, I Smile
Repentance, masks, mercy
Grace and Return
Songs for falling short, dropping the false face, and turning back to mercy.
Includes Still He Comes, Here We Go Again, Wrong Faces
Endurance, work, obedience
Keep Going
For the long obedience: Mondays, effort, work, and not quitting in the dark.
Includes Weak Things Strong, Don't You Quit, Working Man
Service, family, charity
Love Out Loud
Love that moves through hands and feet: show up, feed sheep, give, and stay.
Includes Love Me By Love, If Not You Then Who, Stay
Doubt, seeking, truth
Faith That Grows
For honest questions, spiritual experiments, and truth that grows slowly but holds.
Includes Weak Things Strong, Is It a Good Seed?, Why Do I Wander
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Never Moved
I wrote this song from the feeling of being caught in a spiritual skid. Not just having a bad day, but feeling like I am behind the wheel of my own life and still cannot keep the road from shifting underneath me. I press harder for control, but somehow the harder I grip, the more I slide. That is where the line “Here’s the grip I call control” comes from. Sometimes I mistake control for faith. I tell myself I am trying to be responsible, trying to repent, trying to fix what is broken, trying to find the way forward. But underneath all of that, I can still be holding too tightly to my own fear. I can still be trying to save myself by my own strength. This song is about the mercy of realizing that God does not always show the whole road. Most of the time, He gives the next turn. The next prompting. The next small piece of light. The next place to set my feet. And that has to be enough, because faith is not waiting until the fog is gone. Faith is choosing to move toward Him while the fog still hangs low. A lot of the imagery in this song comes from Lehi’s dream in the Book of Mormon. The mist of darkness, the tree, the path, and the word of God have always felt very real to me. There are seasons when the night seems to draw a circle around what I can see. The fog can make it feel like there is no way out, no sign ahead, no road left. But the fog cannot uproot the tree. Darkness can hide the view, but it cannot move Christ. The doubts in the second verse are the kind that come when you are already tired: “You’ve stalled out before, why try to start once more?” That kind of shame does not always sound loud at first. Sometimes it sounds reasonable. Sometimes it sounds like memory. Sometimes it sounds like proof that you are too far gone or too repetitive in your weakness. But the word of God cuts a clearing through those lies. The heart of the song is this line: “Your hand never moved—it was me lettin’ go.” That is my testimony of repentance. Repentance is not me convincing a reluctant God to come back to me. It is me discovering, again and again, that He was still there. Still reaching. Still calling. Still waiting. Still proving His love. God does not drag me home. He honors my agency. He lets me choose. But He also does not give up on me when I am slow to choose Him. So many times, I have thought He was distant, when really I was the one clutching the wheel, staring at the fog, and letting go of His hand. This song is my reminder that I do not need to see the whole road to trust the Lord. I do not need perfect control to be safe in Him. I can give Him my heart, my hope, and even the grip I have been calling control. And when I turn back to Him, I find He never moved.
Go with Him
I wrote "Go with Him" after a Sunday where I honestly did not feel like sitting still. I was in church, but my mind was already somewhere else. It felt like every problem in life had decided to show up at the same time. I remember sitting there with that anxious pressure building, the kind where you feel like if you do not get up and start fixing things immediately, everything is going to get worse. Part of me wanted to leave after the first couple of minutes and go try to solve all of it. But I felt the Spirit tell me to sit down, calm my heart, and listen. That sounds simple, but in that moment it did not feel simple. It felt almost impossible. When your mind is racing, stillness can feel like wasting time. When life feels heavy, listening can feel passive. But I stayed there. I tried to quiet myself enough to hear what God might be trying to say. Then a young man got up and gave a talk about optimism. He started talking about how he had found more of God's presence and guidance as he focused on being optimistic. And the timing of that message hit me hard, because I was sitting there in my own pessimism. I was surrounded by thoughts that were anxious, negative, and heavy, and then I heard words of optimism start coming out of his mouth. It felt like God was answering me in real time. It was a small and simple invitation: choose optimism right here. Choose to look for Me right here. Choose not to worship the negativity of this moment. That is where the song came from. The line between optimism and pessimism can feel small, but it is not meaningless. Sometimes choosing optimism is not pretending everything is fine. It is choosing not to give fear the final word. It is choosing not to let the world train your heart to expect the worst from every situation. It is choosing to believe that God is still present, still guiding, and still working, even when the circumstances around you feel unresolved. That is what I mean when the song says: "Small and simple, follow Him. Don't get lost in all of it." That is exactly what I almost did. I almost got lost in all of it. Lost in the pressure and the over analysis. I was resorting to the need to fix everything immediately. I felt pulled into the pessimism that can feel so natural when life gets hard. But the Spirit did not tell me to solve everything that day. He told me to sit down and listen. That was the small and simple thing.
Unbroken Chain
This song comes from a story my father shared with me. It stems from a request I received from a dear friend at church to write something about Family history work. Sorry I dodged you Ernie, for so long, but you cornered me on the right day and the Lord put this experience in my mind as a way to emphasize such an important work. For those reading that are not of my faith, the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints believes in eternal families and our temples are not typical houses of worship. They are built to make additional covenants with God that solidify our purpose in this life, and also to seal families together for time and all eternity. This means that we also perform, in proxy, baptisms for those that have passed along with other ordinances that we believe seal a family together for eternity, if we are able to live (in the flesh or in spirit) according to God's laws. We do family history work to find names of loved ones that may not have been given the chance to accept Christ. You can read about baptisms for the dead too in the New Testament. Interpret how you want, but we take that literally and modern day Prophets have been given clarity on how that works and what it means. Here we go. My father had a dream where a name was spoken clearly. Hilda Baker. He did not know why it mattered. He tried to dismiss it. Then the name came again with more detail. She has two sons. The next morning, he went to a family history center at his local church building and began searching. Hilda Baker was real. She was in our family line. As he looked closer, he discovered something important. Two of her sons had not been sealed to her. This experience reaffirmed something I already believed but had never felt so personally. Family does not end at death. God's sealing power is real. Souls are reaching out. Work continues beyond this life. The lyrics follow that story. The idea that none of us stand alone. That we are part of something stretching backward and forward through generations. That broken links matter and can be healed. This song is meant to strengthen faith in eternal family. To remind people why this work matters. Why love carries past the grave.
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The Study · Seminary 2026
Overcoming Self: Learning to Be Humble
Overcoming Self: Learning to Be Humble Someone corrects you in front of your friends. Maybe it is a parent, a coach, a teacher. Your chest gets tight. Your face goes hot. Something
Read today's thought“He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him.”
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