nPraise the Lord, when it’s all gone wrongnnEverything fades but our love shines onnnPraise the Lord, when your hope is gonennEverything fades but our love shines onnnLike waves on the ocean singing old songsnnLike waves on the ocean breaking beyondnnSo faint the impatient can’t hearnnThe sound of the one without yearsnnThe culmination of every child’s tearsnnForm tide breaking on the eternal landsnnTime stands stillnnIn the moment when we are healednnI questioned if this was realnnBut then I opened up my heart and I could feelnnThe feather of a bird in the windnnFire in the brush if we onlynnSpeak when we mustnnA hush of heart will become a good treausurennKept in a place without systems of measurennBut as real as an undying lovennWe will discern what comes from abovennCompared to that which could never be sustainednnThe season of rain will bring labor painnnBut its end will be the most wonderfulnnJoy, Oh LordnnPraise the Lord when it’s all gone wrongnnEverything fades but our love shines onnnPraise the Lord when your hope is gonennEverything fades but our love shines onnnLike waves on the ocean singing old songsnnLike waves on the ocean breaking beyondnn