The night is cold and black, the road is long and lonely.
Your heart will break a hundred times and you shall lose thy way.
Still through all the toil and pain, in spite of the dark clouds, though joy be lost.
Beyond the smallest glimmer of hope the sun shall rise, the things you love will make you smile again.
Hope will be restored.
From the ashes of what remains a voice of Love calls you home, from despair He shall redeem you.
Nay, you won't be the same, this journey has taken you a million miles away.
But He promises that you shall always come home.
And when the sun rises, when you see once more and when you have new hope.
The sunrise is all the more radiant.
And you know that His light is worth the pain.
Hope will be restored.
From the ashes of what remains a voice of Love calls you home, from despair He shall redeem you.
Nay, you won't be the same, this journey has taken you a million miles away.
But He promises that you shall always come home.
And when the sun rises, when you see once more and when you have new hope.
The sunrise is all the more radiant.
And you know that His light is worth the pain.
Thank you so much Zachary! I really needed to hear this.
ReplyDelete