Though mine is just a tiny voice
Still I will lift that tiny voice
Rejoicing in your word.
You are the song, so filled with joy,
That I can’t help but sing,And with my song I'll spread your joy
To every living thing.
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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