Peaking through the curtains at daybreak
Behold, the flecks of sunlight;
Beyond the emerald green forest
Sunbeams flicker bright--
Unto the heart of man, the Lord is a light;
Let us all look to him for our hope.
Yet some days are filled with nothing but
Storming winds, darkened clouds;
Men claim to be alive, but we are only
The walking dead wrapped up in our linen shrouds--
Unto the heart of man, the Lord is a light;
Let us all look to him for our hope.
In the thicket of my mind
Amidst the darkest nights of doubt and fear;
I was rescued over and over,
Moments came of hope, crystal clear--
Unto the heart of man, the Lord is a light;
Let us all look to him for our hope.
A man walked the dusty streets of Palestine
With good news to tell the world;
Inviting us to become dwellers of his kingdom courts,
He came to wake us up to dreams unfurled--
Unto the heart of man, the Lord is a light;
Let us all look to him for our hope.
The Lord is ever with us.
Though the night comes
(the darkness that envelops all signs of life),
Though we so often settle outside the kingdom gates
(with no hope of ever stepping foot inside),
The Lord waits.
The Lord waited on the other side
of the darkness; He waited beyond the gate,
Until I called to him,
For freedom, for life.
He is the Lord of the morning sunrise, after the night
He is the Lord of the butterfly, after the cocoon
He is the Lord of blue skies, after the storm
He is the Lord of my bewildered heart
Unto the heart of man, the Lord is a light;
Let us all look to him for our hope.
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this is soo beautiful babe... you have a gift with words
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