My heart grows heavy, now and then,
When I look at the world.
The anger and the violence,
Both stones and slanders hurled.
And our thoughts more unkind.
That light that’s at the tunnel’s end,
Is difficult to find.
I feel Your perfect grace
Fill up the darkness with Your light
‘Til hope reclaims its place.
Returns to me once more.
There is no joy this world may take
That Your love can’t restore.
That faith will heal my pain.
With Your love as my guiding Light,
Faith, hope and joy remain.
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the
greatest of these is love.
Tuesday, December 16, 2025
Your Love Is Greater
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