In the darkest of nights,
You come rest by my side
And You hold me tight
Even when I feel I've died.
Through my doubts and my pain,
You've removed all my shame.
Yes, You poured out Your rain.
In my droughts You are the same
And I, I, I am in love with You.
For You make all.
You make all things new.
In my darkest of days,
My ransom You paid.
My soul You have saved
From death and from the grave.
After all of these years,
Through my struggles and fears,
You've remained close and near. In my joy and in my tears.
And I, I, I am in love with You.
For You make all.
You make all things new.
- Reflections on This Life -
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