When the morning sunrise paints the eastern sky
I lift my heart and let my worries fly
A quiet melody inside my chest
Leading my soul to a place of rest.
— Verse 1 —
— Chorus / Hook —
Grace and peace like a gentle rain
Healing the spirit, easing all the pain
Every strum of the wire, every chord we sing
Praising the beauty of the quiet King.
Healing the spirit, easing all the pain
Every strum of the wire, every chord we sing
Praising the beauty of the quiet King.
— Verse 2 —
Through the stony valleys and the highest hill
In the quiet whisper, I can feel it still
Nothing can shake the truth we know
Where the river of compassion continues to flow.
In the quiet whisper, I can feel it still
Nothing can shake the truth we know
Where the river of compassion continues to flow.
— Bridge / Outro —
So let the acoustic strings ring clear
Casting out doubt and every single fear
From age to age, our voices rise
Echoing hope beneath the open skies.
Casting out doubt and every single fear
From age to age, our voices rise
Echoing hope beneath the open skies.