The days may grow dark The weeks may be empty The hours fill with pain The shadows loom tall and stark Broken and beaten down Defeated and running short on hope Shattered and bleeding out Feeling like I’m about to drown Still my heart sings of your glory Beating to the tune of your voice Sounding out a song my lips can’t sing I know this pain is not the end of my story There’s no telling where tomorrow will find me Except that I know you will go ahead The paths may twist and rise sharply But...