Until he’s in over head and he don’t understand
How the plans he made only led him astray
But every good gift comes down from above
From the Lord of light like a labor of love
Upon the child who waits for Him
Sometimes you’ll find what you’re waiting for
Was there all along just waiting for you
To turn around and reconcile
And it may be broken down
All the bridges burned like an old ghost town
But this my son can be made new
It’s gonna be alright
Shake it out and let back in the light
And joy will come
Like a bird in the morning sun
And all will be made well
And all will be made well
And all will be made well
Once again
- "Morning Light" by Josh Garrels
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