Here, in this fallen world theres pain Tears and sorrow come to all the same Wounds of every kind Difficult the times and bitter the taste And yet in my barren hour Send down heavens shower The mystery of joy When the morning comes I will see You smile When the morning comes Though my tears may last a while You raise me up To wait for the hope of the dawn When the morning comes In my distress You call to me To come and hold Your hand when I cant see That even in my loss The comfort of Your cross brings hope to me And then the darkness of the night Magnifies the light The mystery of joy When the winds of trouble blow I run to hide in You So thank You for the storms that keep faith alive I will see you smiles When the morning comes Though my tears may last a while You raise me up To wait for the hope of the dawn And bathe in the warmth of the sun When the morning comes