To someone whose heart is hurting,
To someone whose lonesome, alone,
To someone, anxious, and confused,
Can’t banish fears away.
Here’s a song, a hymn of hope.
A story can be retold,
And hope that all is well.
To someone whose past is ever present,
To someone whose future is fading, faint,
To someone whose thoughts are feverish with fog,
Feelings, ice cold and so bleak.
Here’s a song, a hymn of hope.
A story can be retold,
And hope that all is well.
A heart that’s hurting can indeed heal.
A lonesome soul will find a helping hand.
An anxious spirit can find a dream,
That soothes the demons away.
Here’s a song, a hymn of hope,
A story can be retold,
And hope that all ends well.
Here’s a song for someone, anyone,
Who can be,
Who can be…renewed.
