And so we carry on

Believing is so hard
When darkness covers us
We pray, we sigh, we cry,
But silence fills the soul
And the weary, clinging heart
Just wants to let go . . .

Then amidst the dying leaves
When Autumn dries up hope
A lonely little flower
blossoms on the barest branch . . .

A tiny smile from Heaven,
A whisper of encouragement,
Welcome refreshment on the dusty road . . .

And so we carry on . . .
And so we carry on . . .