There are bright spots in the grayest of days Work to do when no one’s willing to pay Art to create which will never be displayed There are bright spots in the grayest of days
There’s love to give in the midst of pain Truth to tell when your partner remains unswayed Even if Hosea’s wife still strays, There’s love to give in the midst of pain
Be magnanimous in all of your ways Lend the money knowing it won’t be repaid As you watch your life’s savings circling down the drain Be magnanimous in all of your ways
Choose to help when your nerves are frayed Take no offence when mistakes are made Lend a hand instead of giving in to your rage Choose to help when your nerves are frayed
There’s a city in which the song won’t fade A fountain of grace through which we’ll wade Where we’ll lift our voices, no longer dismayed There’s a city in which the song won’t fade