Grief, Joy, & Gratitude

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"