Letras
A morning elevator ride
Familiar strangers on each side
She's glad no one has anything to say
She steps out on the seventh floor
Her trembling hand unlocks the door
How will she ever make it through this day?
She wonders that mere days ago
Her world before this crushing blow
Saw tears and disappointments here and there
But now into her quiet life
Comes pain that pierces like a knife
She shuts her eyes and bows her head in prayer
"Oh Lord, hear my plea!
"Remember me—
"I know I've forgotten You
"Now I bow before Your throne
"For You alone
"Can make all things new"
Alone he sits this darkest night
A bedside lamp sheds its dim light
On wallet photos open in his hand
His glistening eyes soon brim with tears—
What matters most, it now appears
Has slipped away like water spilled on sand
His heart of hearts has always known
A man will reap what he has sown—
The wind he sowed, the whirlwind he has reaped
But hope deferred can take its toll
And sometimes, to a hungry soul
It seems that any bitter thing is sweet
"Oh Lord, hear my plea!
"Remember me—
"I know I've forgotten You
"Now I bow before Your throne
"For You alone
"Can make all things new"
"Lord, I bow before Your throne
"For You alone
"Can make all things new"