Your Love
When pain wakes me in the dead of night
You show me mercy with the morning light
Your hope holds me in the gathering dark
The light of Your face the sun of my heart
Your love, Your love
It holds me now
When life is ashes and I’m falling down
You’re bringing beauty right up from the ground
When joy has vanished and tears have come
You take my burdens and You leave a song
A bruised reed You will not break
And a smoldering wick You won’t put out