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When hallelujahs don't come easy
And a heart of worship's hard to find
Caught in a cold and lonely season
You feel your river has run dry
Your prayers can't seem to break the silence
You have no song that's left to sing
But looking back you'll see the reason
Once the winter turns to spring
Maybe the deepest praise
Is born of darkest days
And from a painful place
A greater depth of grace
We come to know and trust the Lord
In a way we never have before
The rocky road we're on becomes the way
To the deepest praise
When tragedy hits hard and unexpected
Or we fall once more into familiar sin
Only there our frailty meets Your mercy
We're overcome with thankfulness
Maybe the deepest praise
Is born of darkest days
And from a painful place
A greater depth of grace
We come to know and trust the Lord
In a way we never have before
The rocky road we're on becomes the way
To the deepest praise
Blessed are the poor in spirit
Blessed are the ones who mourn
Blessed are the truly desperate
Who share the sufferings of the Lord
Blessed are the poor in spirit
Blessed are the ones who mourn
Blessed are the truly desperate
Who taste the goodness of the Lord
Maybe the deepest praise
Is born of darkest days
And from a painful place
A greater depth of grace
We come to know and trust the Lord
In a way we never have before
The rocky road we're on becomes the way
Oh, the rocky road we're on becomes the way
To the deepest praise