Arise

In the early morning silence
I search for Your unending truth,
amidst the internal chaos and confusion
I seek Your wonderful presence.

Arise,
make a joyful noise
unto the Lord,
for His goodness and mercy
shall last forever.

Through the darkness
of the cold black night,
I feel Your soft cool touch,
from across the void
of unknown chasms
I hear Your small still voice,
I know no fear,
I know no doubt;

thank you Lord.

Arise,
make a joyful noise
unto the Lord,
for His goodness and mercy
shall last forever.

In Him shall I place my trust,
through Him shall I overcome the night,
by Him shall I be made whole,
within Him does all my hope lie.

Arise,
make a joyful noise
unto the Lord,
for His goodness and mercy
shall last forever.
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