Because I love Zion,I will not keep still.Because my heart yearns for Jerusalem,I cannot remain silent.I will not stop praying for heruntil her righteousness shines like the dawn,and her salvation blazes like a burning torch.The nations will see your righteousness.World leaders will be blinded by your glory.And you will be given a new nameby the Lord’s own mouth.The Lord will hold you in his hand for all to see—a splendid crown in the hand of God.Never again will you be called “The Forsaken City”or “The Desolate Land.”Your new name will be “The City of God’s Delight”and “The Bride of God,”for the Lord delights in youand will claim you as his bride. Isaiah 62:1-4
In the godforsaken, obscene quicksand of life,
there is a deafening alleluia
rising from the souls of those who weep,
and of those who weep with those who weep.
If you watch, you will see
the hand of God
putting the stars back in their skies
one by one
You can spend your whole life buildingSomething from nothin'One storm come and blow it all away.Build it anyway.You can chase a dream that seems so out of reachAnd you know it might not ever come your way.Dream it anyway.This world's gone crazy and it's hard to believeThat tomorrow will be better than today.Believe it anyway.You can love someone with all your heartFor all the right reasonsIn a moment they can choose to walk away.Love 'em anyway.You can pour your soul out singing a song you believe inThat tomorrow they'll forget you ever sang.Sing it anyway.God is great, but sometimes life ain't good.When I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it should.But I do it anyway.