Letras
Grief is such a windy road
You can try to keep it steady, but it moves when it gets ready
They say it's love without a home
'Cause it hurts to feel the distance, to speak of you in past tense
I could let my heart grow bitter and cold
But I will bless the Lord, oh, my soul
Oh, what a miracle
Where I used to grow resentment is a garden of redemption
And now I'm living off the seeds you've sown
And this fruit will never wither
Your legacy forever etched in stone
Yeah, it's in my bones
I will bless the Lord, oh, my soul
Oh, my soul
Bless the Lord, oh, my soul
I will bless the Lord, oh, my soul
Bless the Lord, oh, my soul
I will bless the Lord, bless the Lord
When I'm on my face, on my lowest day
And I start to question
When it's time to lay flowers on the grave
I'm still gon' bless Him
Because amazing grace came and made a way
For the lost and wretched
So when I'm old and gray, past my golden days
I'm still gon' bless the
Son of Suffering, Lord of Hosts
I know You're welcoming my father
With the sound of joy and laughter
My grieving heart is filled with hope
For the day we're back together
With the song we'll sing forever
This I know, it won't get old
Singing, "Bless the Lord, oh, my soul"
And we'll take a stroll on the streets of gold
Singing, "Bless the Lord, oh, my soul"