Singing In The Dark

We gather in morning

The darkest hour of night

The darkest days of the winter

Feeling for the light

Sitting in the silence

As all the world's asleep

The monks of Gethsemane

The watch they daily keep

I am a wayfaring stranger

Hungry for some grace

A soul forever searching

A pilgrim to this place

I am here to meet whatever

Is listening for me here

While all the world is waiting

At the turning of the year

Singing in the dark

Calling up the day

Joining with the voices

Opening the way

Sitting here in vigil

Waiting for the spark

That bursts into being

Singing in the dark

It's there at every hour

It happens everywhere

In the tenderest of times

In faithful common prayer

The seen and the unseen

For the many by the few

There is always someone

Singing in the dark for you

Singing in the dark

Calling up the day

Joining with the voices

Opening the way

Sitting here in vigil

Waiting for the spark

That bursts into being

Singing in the dark

The prayer is never over

And the work is never done

Never done

We all raise up our voices

And our voices become one

Voices become one

Voices become one

When we think that we are lost

And out there on our own

And the dawn is in the distance

Still we are not alone

Heaven is right here

If we open up our heart

And join the choir

That is singing in the dark

Singing in the dark

Calling up the day

Joining with the voices

Opening the way

Sitting here in vigil

Waiting for the spark

That bursts into being

Singing in the dark