My Body, My Choice | A Christian Reflection on Life, Grace, and Redemption

This song confronts a truth our culture avoids: life begins at conception, and every life is known by God.
When we say “My body, my choice,” we often speak from fear, pain, or pressure — but the innocent life within the body is never given a voice.

In the beginning, the serpent whispered, “You will be like gods.”
And today, humanity echoes the same lie — claiming authority over life and death. We say the same thing that God said, "My body, My choice," but we have twisted the intention.

Jesus also said, “This is My body.”
But His choice was not to take life — it was to lay His body down so that others might live.

We have taken His words and twisted their meaning.
He gave His body to save the innocent.
We give our bodies to end the innocent.

Where we chose death, Christ chose the Cross.
Where we claimed power, He chose surrender.
Where humanity took life, God gave life.

Because God is not death.
God is life.

This song is not written in hatred, but in mourning.
Not in condemnation, but in truth.
And not without hope — because grace still reaches those who are broken, regretful, and searching for redemption. If you are someone or know of someone who is struggling through this, I hope this song finds you. If you have gone through this, I hope this song helps bring you peace, and only in God will you find redemption.

This song is dedicated to all the daughters, mothers, and women.

“This is My Body… given for you.”

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My Body, My Choice LYRICS:

Intro:
“My body… my choice…”
I’ve spoken those words before.
But who cries for the heartbeat we never hear?
Who mourns the life that never sees the light?
Lord… help us see.

VERSE 1:
Sisters, we say, “My body, my choice,”
But a tiny heartbeat never had a voice.
The fear is real… and the pain is deep,
Yet still a quiet life drifts into sleep.
O God… how many tears have we carried?

VERSE 2:
“My body… my choice…”
Some scars run deeper than our skin,
Trying to change the shape we’re in.
Searching for meaning in empty space,
Longing for love… longing for grace.

VERSE 3:
Some gave their bodies to feel alive,
Some broke beneath the weight inside.
The serpent whispered, “You can be your own god…”
But his promise only left us lost.

BRIDGE:
Through all the shadows… a whisper calls,
A love that reaches through our fall.

“This is My Body…
Given for you.”

Not to take life, but to save life.
Not to destroy… but to redeem.
Where we chose death,
You chose the Cross.

“My body, my choice…”
But You alone used Your body
To give life to every daughter.

“I carried your sorrow…
I bore your shame…
I rose to restore you.”

VERSE 4:
Your wounds heal ours.
Your love restores.
Where we chose death,
You brought life.
Where we carried regret,
You offered grace.

“This is My Body… given for you.”

OUTRO:
Lord… teach us to cherish every life,
Even the ones we lost along the way.
Amen.