We stumble through the night,
Never seeing light,
And sometimes it's hard to carry on.
But there is a place,
Where time's erased.
And one day we'll see that trouble's gone;
There will be a son-rise!
at the end of time!
A brilliant flash of light!
Soo powerful and bright!
It will outshine every nation!
We falter in the storm,
Tryin to keep our norm.
Well maybe our norm, is our chain;
As we fight the pain.
Remember the rainbow that comes of the rain.
There will be a sunrise!
Every heart will cry!
As his glory fills the sky!
With electrifying might!
Freeing every captive!
We walk in darkness,
Our lives a mess.
Though our savior has granted rest,
And wholeness beyond measure.
There will be a sunrise!
He will satisfy!
And all our worried souls,
Will be at peace!
With utter completeness!
We have fallen,
Out of cards,
But victory,
Is all we'll see.
So remember now the son will rise,
And on that day we shall arise.
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