Love lived seems love lost
Joy remembered seems a ghost
Happy days seem far removed
And I will praise His name.
The dead seem to linger
And their pain is a dam
That holds back all the ocean
But I will praise His name.
The sun seems to hide
Or maybe I am blind
For His word never fails
So will I praise His name.
The earth opens to swallow me
And I stand at the edge
And all the inky blackness
Let all that is within me praise His name.
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