Restored

In a desolate town, a choir was stood, Their harmonies faded,

Their spirits subdued, oh,

But the storms of discord, tore at their seams,

Threatening the shadows, their ones vibrant dreams.

While in despair, they cried out for grace,

Seeking solids in a heavenly embrace, Then God's tender touch,

Rich down from heaven above, and men their broken head.

Oh, the choir that nearly crumbled and filled,

God's presence restored, Oh, how our hearts swell,

Through trials untold, He led us from pain.

Now our voices resound, grateful like the rain.

With wounded hearts bleeding,

They hold one thing, They earned for redemption,

To feel whole again.

Oh, yet through the darkness, through the darkness, through the darkness,

I whisper, I rose,

I whisper, I promise of healing.

I love that still glow, Love stills glow,

Love stills glow,

While in despair, they cried out for grace,

Seeking solids in a heavenly embrace,

Then God's tender touch,

Rich down from heaven above, and men their broken head.

Oh, the choir that nearly crumbled and filled,

God's presence restored, Oh, how our hearts swell,

Through trials untold, He led us from pain.

Now our voices resound, grateful like the rain.

So let our voices tremble, overcome with emotions,

A testament to God's unwavering devotion,

In unity we'll stand, Forever we proclaim,

The choir was restored,

The choir was restored,

The choir, the choir,

The nearly crumbled and filled,

God's presence restored,

Oh, how our hearts swell,

Through trials untold,

He led us from pain.

Now our voices resound,

Grateful like the rain.