All doubts aside,

Your grace will provide.

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One must weather the winter

to appreciate the spring.

Only out from underneath

may Providence' true salvation bring

the restoration

from devastation

that can come from the One true King.

Oh listen, how the angels sing!

He is risen,

He's forgiven,

He has come beyond all telling

and all healing is His to bring,

Oh hear the Angels sing -

"Glory to God in the highest

and on earth, peace to men

on whom His favor rests",

let there be no more doubting;

let's endure all tests.

His desire is but to keep the faith

let heaven open up its gates

for the flood of Love

is ready to escape 

and fall upon each breathless heart

there is no more division

for He who has so given

has done so from His very heart.