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“I’ve traveled the trembling path you face.
the turbulent terrain you chase.
I’ve learned the blessing that is God’s grace,
grief is not an endless space.”

There will be a day
when the sun shines again.
There will be a day
when the moon stops crying.
There will be a day
when you can dance again.
There will be a day
when your soul stops screaming.
There will be a day
when flowers have color again.
There will be a day
when you don’t feel like dying.

There will be a day,
stumble though you may,
you will find your way.
There will be a day.

There will be a day
when night won’t last forever.
There will be a day
when your heart stops bleeding.
There will be a day
when you can look at photos.
There will be a day
when you won’t smell his clothing.
There will be a day
when you can talk about him.
There will be a day
when you stop drowning.

There will be a day.
stumble though you may,
you will be okay.
There will be a day.

There will a day
when you see the stars again.
There will be a day
when you feel whole.
There will be a day
when you can smile again.
There will be a day
when you stand tall.
There will be a day
your song soars again.
There will be a day
when the lesson is learned.

There will be a day,
stumble though you may,
once again you’ll play.
There will be a day.

There will be day
when clouds won’t hide the mountains.
There will be a day
when oceans swallow your tears.
There will be a day
when you can be with children.
There will be a day
when light replaces fear.
There will be a day
when life has meaning.
there will be a day
you know he’s always near.

There will be a day,
stumble though you may,
for you I will pray.
There will be a day.