When darkness was your cloak
And grief became your dark veil
The Lord said “wait, I called you by name”
Sorrow will no longer be your game.
He is the Lord Almighty
Who lights up the night.
Whispers,” you are set free,
It is time to grow and not put down “.
Sing Alleluia, Glory to the Lamb
Whose words are balm,
And His peace flows down
Reviving the soul and makes hearts glow.
Let our mouths be filled with praise
Ar the wonders of His grace.
As joy like the sunshine reigns
And God’s loving kindness prevails.
His loving kindness by Maryann Bosah
MARYANN BOSAH 