Streams of Joy

We were like dreamers when morning came

Joy found our mouths and our hearts said amen

When the days felt long as winter fields

You kept a river under stone

We carried tears like little seeds Not knowing what your love had

sown

Now the sun moves slow across the hills And every dry place

starts to sing

You turned our waiting into bread

You gave the broken season spring Those who sow in tears will

sing again We will come home carrying joy Arm in arm with

the harvest in our hands You restore,

You restore Those who sow in tears will sing again We will

come home carrying joy Turn us again like streams in dust

Run through the places worn and bare

Let every tired and trembling soul

Find living water waiting there

What once was buried rises green

What once was lost returns in song

The night was real but not the end Your faithful mercy led

us on You held

our sorrow You named each seed Now joy is growing Beyond our

need

Those who sow in tears will sing

again We

will come home carrying joy Arm in arm with the harvest

in our hands You restore,

You restore We will come home carrying joy Carrying

joy Carrying joy We will come home

carrying joy