In the darkest hour of those around me, I muster up a song of praise.
I remember that You soar on the winds of worship.
You are holy, true, and righteous.
Where there is pain; there is eventually relief.
Where there is suffering, there is eventually relief.
Soul, wake up and praise the Mighty One redeemer of us all!
In the darkest hour of those around me, I am caught up in this twister of trouble.
I have to shake myself and run to you instead of the sorrow.
You are my rock, friend, and confidant.
Where there is worry; there is eventually relief.
Where there is sadness; there is eventually relief.
Soul, wake up and praise the Mighty One redeemer of us all!
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Ileana Reich