Gotta Sing


Just have to sing
The sky is blue
And birds in flight look on
Yes sing for all
The good times shared
And doubts and pains all gone.
Just have to sing
When sky turns dark
And help seems far away
Alone I sense
This uphill climb
That takes hope’s breath away.
But sing I must
And sing I shall
It’s where the blessings lie
And God my Father
Knows my need
And brings His rescue nigh.

”Sometimes God uses what He hates to develop what He loves.”