Circling Round

Circling Round tells the story of quiet faith, suffering, and the kind of loyalty that survives even when misunderstood. The woman in the song follows her Beloved with confidence, even when it costs her comfort, safety, and eventually her life. Her sacrifice isn’t foolish or forgotten — it becomes something sacred.

She does not fight back. She does not shout or argue. She simply remains faithful, even when others gather around her and strike her down. The injustice is painful to witness, not only because she is harmed, but because those inflicting harm cannot see what they are doing.

The song asks a question every heart has asked at some point:
“Tell me, is this fair?”

Life doesn’t always reward innocence. Faith is not always treated gently. Yet God never overlooks loyalty, never forgets tears, and never abandons those who give everything out of love. What people may judge or crush, God gathers and remembers.

And this is where the song turns into hope:

What goes around, comes back around.

Not as chance, not as karma, and not as retaliation —
but as perfect justice from a God who sees everything clearly.

Those who have suffered unfairly will rise.
Those who have been faithful will be honored.
Those who have been misunderstood will be vindicated.

The fragrance of their sacrifice rises before the King, and justice circles back in God’s timing — whole, complete, and undeniable.

God’s justice may appear slow from our perspective, but it is never late. Nothing pure is wasted. Nothing faithful disappears into silence. Every act of courage, every bruise, every prayer, every tear — all of it is gathered, remembered, and returned in ways that heal, restore, and make all things right.

In the end:

• wrong is exposed,

• lies fall apart,

• truth stands,

• and the faithful return stronger than before.

Circling Round is a reminder that God writes the final chapter — not human judgment, not injustice, and not pain.

Everything circles back.
Everything returns home.
And divine justice always arrives, calm and unstoppable.

Let her rise ever strong.

Lyrics

She heard Him softly knocking,
A whisper at her doorway,
She rose to meet her Beloved—
Cold night air upon her skin.
But shadows stirred around her,
The foxes creeping in again.
She stepped outside to follow—
Not knowing what would begin.

Don’t want to speak about it,
Or how she bleeds about it,
She gave her life for Him—
She followed a higher calling.
Her blood and tears were pouring,
Her body broke in bruising,
She died to rise beside Him—
Tell me, is this fair?

Is this the way it’s really going down?
Is this how her life was tried?
Should’ve known better when they gathered ’round—
Should’ve known better that they’d make her cry.
It’s breaking my heart to see them strike her down
(yeah, it’s breaking my heart),
’Cause I know that they’re living a lie—
But that’s okay… ’cause in time they will find—

[CHORUS]
What goes around, comes back around—
(’Round… returning ’round…)
The King sits at His table now.
(The King sits in glory crowned)
Her fragrance rises, fills the sky—
(Let her rise, let her rise)
The Bride returns, she lifts, she flies.
(Soaring high, soaring high)
Return, return, return once more—
(Smelling sweet, dripping with myrrh)
Gliding through that open door.
(What goes around, comes back around—)
Divine justice circling ’round.
(’Round… ’round… returning ’round…)
What goes around, comes back around—

You should know that
What goes around, comes back around—
You should know
What goes around, comes back around—
You should know
What goes around, comes back around—
You should know
What goes around, comes back around—
Round, burning round…

Don’t want to speak about it,
Or how she bleeds about it,
She gave her life for Him—
She followed a higher calling.
Her blood and tears were pouring,
Her body broke in bruising,
She died to rise beside Him—
Tell me, is this fair?

Is this the way it’s really going down?
Is this how her life was tried?
Should’ve known better when they gathered ’round—
Should’ve known better that they’d make her cry.
It’s breaking my heart to see them strike her down
(yeah, it’s breaking my heart),
’Cause I know that they’re living a lie—
But that’s okay… ’cause in time they will find—

[CHORUS]
What goes around, comes back around—
(’Round… returning ’round…)
The King sits at His table now.
(The King sits in glory crowned)
Her fragrance rises, fills the sky—
(Let her rise, let her rise)
The Bride returns, she lifts, she flies.
(Soaring high, soaring high)
Return, return, return once more—
(Smelling sweet, dripping with myrrh)
Gliding through that open door.
(What goes around, comes back around—)
Divine justice circling ’round.
(’Round… ’round… returning ’round…)
What goes around, comes back around—
(’Round…)

What goes around, comes back around—
(’Round… returning ’round…)
The Kingdom’s justice now resounds.
(’Round… returning ’round…)
Let her rise ever strong