To know I can rise to the dawn of a new day,
Having surrendered my fatigued sorrows to a night of rest…
To see my hope ascend with the sun
And feel the comfort that only Your presence can provide…
This is the story,
This is the song
Of a heart made glad by love.
To hear the sound of laughter in places reserved for mourning,
Knowing the troubles are lighter lately because You carry my load…
To taste and see that You are good,
And have defined my life by the abundance of Your grace…
This is the story,
This is the song
Of a heart made glad by love.
To give thanks at sunset that all is well,
Having exchanged my sadness for a higher Truth…
To know I belong to Your Family of Friends,
And smell the sweet fragrance of a fellowship of the risen…
This is the story,
This is the song
Of a heart made glad by love.
Beautiful! I’m not sure, but as I was reading this, I think I could hear the accompaniment in the background.
Two words…
AWE. SOME.
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