When I walk through suffering
Let it be an offering
Like a fragrance rising
In the valley of shadow
Not to waste my sorrows
But to trust and follow

Until the day
When You wipe away every tear
You will hold me, carry me
Until that day
When You take away every fear
No more suffering
Who can imagine

So I’ll trade my sorrows
For the joy of knowing You
Sharing Your tomorrow
With Your comfort, comforting
Bringing hope from the hope You bring
My whole life an offering

Until the day
When You wipe away every tear
You will hold me, carry me
Until that day
When You take away every fear
Who can imagine
Who can imagine
Who can imagine
Who can imagine that day



Posted by: Alexandre W. F. Lyra