He keeps on blessing me, supplying all I need. Happy, joyous and free.
singing, dancing, and telling of the victory.
sharing the love taught from above. with the spirit of the holy ghost, flowing like a dove.

Winning souls for my father above. encouraging words sent to the heart, giving lost souls a brand new start. Meditating and praying every day that the lord, keep me in his will and his way.
Having a kiss of sunshine start my day, for the journey he perpared for me as I travel on my way, these are the words that I say. I have my song, I have my praise, I thank you for another day.


Now
Like the sun comes, comes the rain.
When the curve in life cuts with it's blade,weakening and preparing you all the same for the storm of life brgins to rage.

Now the stage has been rearranged standing in the place you were told to stay. it seems like your about to sway. your faith is challenged most everyday and it looks like life have let you down, the God, you serve is not around, for the more you pray the more come your way.
Your light turns to night. to weak to fight, trouble all around you and all are depending on you to pull them through.

When all is wrong, No money, No home, and No Job.
Family is a mess, your told it's just a test, though wounded there's no weapon that is formed against you that shall prosper remember your bless.

When there's No Joy, No Song, No Praise, it seem like all have been took from you and all that you do have no tune.
With your life torn, know that it's here we blow our horn, in the valley where we tally with tears of praise.
for God, said joy cometh in the morning, when all has gone wrong, we sing our song and give a hallelujah in the mist of our pain we offer him praise for the storm and the rain.
He that shineth light in the darkness, revealing his glory
In The Mist Of It All