The nights might be long
You might have been called
By a long, lonely song
Your hope might be shattered
Your faith might be bruised
But none of that matters,
Because you were used
By Something much greater
Than mind can conjure
Of which It's Divinity
You can be sure
It used you to fashion,
shape, and Sing a Song
With intricate parts
Singing softly, and strong
With so many melodies,
Harmonies, rests
A tune so important
We had to invest
So much of your time,
And so much of your pain;
Each one of your tears
Gave this Song its refrain
But the Music's not ended,
Your future not grim;
The Light lives inside you
And Shines from within
You *can* change the melody-
We'll sing along
So stand up, dust off,
And Sing a new Song.
Journey
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