1 Verse
DmIf soul has foldeGmd its wings,
TherCe is no more power to Ffly above the dust,
BbRivers carry Gmit with the stream
CHow to return Aflight and striving?
DmThere are ashes inGmstead of fire in the heart,
CThoughts of good thFe wind dispelled,
In thBbe house of the soul Gmit is deadly sad, -
CBe strong, gAlorify Jesus!
Chorus
DmSing! ThougGmh tears flow,
CSing! Let the Fstorms be angry,
BbSing! Praise Gmwill lift the Cwings of the soul.
DmSing! He is Gmabove grief,
CSing! The FLord is with you,
BbSing! YoGmu hasteCn to fall at His Afeet.
2 Verse
Clouds will pass - they are not eternal,
The crosswind will blow again,
The bird-soul will fly higher.
Sing, do not be ashamed! Let everyone hear.
The choir in the sky is singing praise,
But, where are you? Where is your singing?
The choir never stops,
Only you are missing there.
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