If I had the chance to go back again,
take a different road,
bear a lighter load,
tell an easy story. . .
I would walk away
with my yesterdays
and I would not trade what is broken
for beauty only.
Every valley,
every bitter chill
made me ready to climb back up the hill
and find that . . .
You are sunrise!
You are blue skies!
How would I know the morning if I knew not midnight?
You’re my horizon,
You’re the light of a new dawn.
So thank You, thank You,
that after the long night,
You are sunrise.
There’s a moment when faith caves in,
there’s a time when every soul is certain
God is gone.
But every shadow is evidence of sun.
And every tomorrow holds out hope for us.
For every one of us.
tell an easy story. . .
I would walk away
with my yesterdays
and I would not trade what is broken
for beauty only.
Every valley,
every bitter chill
made me ready to climb back up the hill
and find that . . .
You are sunrise!
You are blue skies!
How would I know the morning if I knew not midnight?
You’re my horizon,
You’re the light of a new dawn.
So thank You, thank You,
that after the long night,
You are sunrise.
There’s a moment when faith caves in,
there’s a time when every soul is certain
God is gone.
But every shadow is evidence of sun.
And every tomorrow holds out hope for us.
For every one of us.
You are sunrise! You are blue skies! How would I know the morning if I knew not midnight? You’re my horizon! You’re the light of a new dawn! So thank You, thank You! That after the long night, You are sunrise. . . You alone will shine. You alone can resurrect this heart of mine. You are sunrise. . . -Nichole Nordeman "Sunrise"
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