This haunting true story of a young Muslim mother martyred for her faith beautifully blends Middle Eastern sounds with a contemporary rap vibe.
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| The real life Rana before her death |
Lyrics
What hatred, what wicked roots could turn a fathers love
His heart into a stony place, what was he thinking of
He spoke of shame and honor, to purify he fought
Turned on his precious daughter, in a stunning, murderous plot
He lures her out onto the street and strikes her with a stone
A token of the choice he’s made, he’s hardened to her moan
His stabs his knife into her breast, five full times he thrusts
He washes off his hands and says, in Allah he will trust.
But Rana’s running free now, through that glorious place
She’s twirling and she’s leaping, not bound by time and space
Wrapped in the arms of Jesus, she’ll gaze into his eyes
With no more tears in heaven, no more burdens there, she flies
Her husband hears the awful news, the price that she has paid
For strivings to run back to him and to the choice she’s made
Her blood is running freely, her life is seeping out
Rana’s gone to heaven now, there isn’t any doubt
Her babes Miram and Mirian, they’ll miss their mommy so
But Rana left a legacy, a heritage to show
The way to love and heaven, the path to follow’s clear
Their Mommy’s safe with Jesus now, there’s nothing left to fear
Because where Rana is there's no more pain no death or sorrow
There's just rejoicing and praising Jesus with no fear of tomorrow
She's safely in the Father's arms, a place we'll never earn to be
With love, joy, peace, and happiness for all eternity
And Rana’s running free now, through that glorious place
She’s twirling and she’s leaping, not bound by time and space
Wrapped in the arms of Jesus, she’ll gaze into his eyes
With no more tears in heaven, no more burdens there, she flies
Oh her life’s blood, it flows upon the earth
Watering hearts around her, screaming of His worth
Oh her life’s blood, it wasn’t shed in vain
All of those who hear her song, will never be the same
Oh, Rana’s running free now, through that glorious place
She’s twirling and she’s leaping, not bound by time and space
Wrapped in the arms of Jesus, she’ll gaze into his eyes
With no more tears in heaven, no more burdens there, she flies
Fly Rana fly
Fly Rana fly
What hatred, what wicked roots could turn a fathers love
His heart into a stony place, what was he thinking of
He spoke of shame and honor, to purify he fought
Turned on his precious daughter, in a stunning, murderous plot
He lures her out onto the street and strikes her with a stone
A token of the choice he’s made, he’s hardened to her moan
His stabs his knife into her breast, five full times he thrusts
He washes off his hands and says, in Allah he will trust.
But Rana’s running free now, through that glorious place
She’s twirling and she’s leaping, not bound by time and space
Wrapped in the arms of Jesus, she’ll gaze into his eyes
With no more tears in heaven, no more burdens there, she flies
Her husband hears the awful news, the price that she has paid
For strivings to run back to him and to the choice she’s made
Her blood is running freely, her life is seeping out
Rana’s gone to heaven now, there isn’t any doubt
Her babes Miram and Mirian, they’ll miss their mommy so
But Rana left a legacy, a heritage to show
The way to love and heaven, the path to follow’s clear
Their Mommy’s safe with Jesus now, there’s nothing left to fear
Because where Rana is there's no more pain no death or sorrow
There's just rejoicing and praising Jesus with no fear of tomorrow
She's safely in the Father's arms, a place we'll never earn to be
With love, joy, peace, and happiness for all eternity
And Rana’s running free now, through that glorious place
She’s twirling and she’s leaping, not bound by time and space
Wrapped in the arms of Jesus, she’ll gaze into his eyes
With no more tears in heaven, no more burdens there, she flies
Oh her life’s blood, it flows upon the earth
Watering hearts around her, screaming of His worth
Oh her life’s blood, it wasn’t shed in vain
All of those who hear her song, will never be the same
Oh, Rana’s running free now, through that glorious place
She’s twirling and she’s leaping, not bound by time and space
Wrapped in the arms of Jesus, she’ll gaze into his eyes
With no more tears in heaven, no more burdens there, she flies
Fly Rana fly
Fly Rana fly
