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Profound Grace (Reprise)
Now is the time to gather pieces
of the shattered heart.
Somewhere in the beginning, or
End stands an unlikely friend.
That friend knows no triumph
Or a disaster, it walks with.....
The pace of a slow turtle overcoming
Each hurtle.
This friend has a warm and loving
Face. They stand by your side
They desire no other place!
Who is this friend that follows in
A solitary slide? Do they hold you
Up, when you prefer to hide?
Do they swing low or softly guide?
Are happiness and sorrow taken in a
Patient stride?
Is this apart of the whole they bring forth
the strength of the ages, the voice in ink
That reveals spoken pages.
The other side stands by pride, casting
Out the shadow, becoming the guide.
Lost, yet, not forgotten it springs to caress
The soul, to soothe the quivering
Hand, the friend connects with love,
Then passes to you, on the wings of
Pure white Dove.
A Guardian Angel is seldom viewed, yet, Gods
Gift to you has warmly renewed.
Hope now gathers in the place, where halos
Shine from their holy face...
Endless waves of his Profound Grace, now
Welcomes you in the rightful place...
Now is the time to gather pieces
of the shattered heart.
Somewhere in the beginning, or
End stands an unlikely friend.
That friend knows no triumph
Or a disaster, it walks with.....
The pace of a slow turtle overcoming
Each hurtle.
This friend has a warm and loving
Face. They stand by your side
They desire no other place!
Who is this friend that follows in
A solitary slide? Do they hold you
Up, when you prefer to hide?
Do they swing low or softly guide?
Are happiness and sorrow taken in a
Patient stride?
Is this apart of the whole they bring forth
the strength of the ages, the voice in ink
That reveals spoken pages.
The other side stands by pride, casting
Out the shadow, becoming the guide.
Lost, yet, not forgotten it springs to caress
The soul, to soothe the quivering
Hand, the friend connects with love,
Then passes to you, on the wings of
Pure white Dove.
A Guardian Angel is seldom viewed, yet, Gods
Gift to you has warmly renewed.
Hope now gathers in the place, where halos
Shine from their holy face...
Endless waves of his Profound Grace, now
Welcomes you in the rightful place...
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Profound Grace (Reprise)
Profound Grace (Reprise)