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Spring whispers joy into the spirit
Promises of hope sing from wildflower 
Melodies, reflecting brilliant smiles
Falling down from moonlit skies

Spring breathes laughter into the heart
Inspiration over the silence of a thought
Prayers compel the soul to feel His peace
Pouring over the life of those He feeds
With His bread of life, with His liquid calm
Caressing every sigh with kindness so rare
So faithful and precious it shines, sparkling
Stunning pearls of starlight dreams, grace
Lingering on the one who knows He is alive
His praises are the way we still the shadows
With worship restoring the blessing that
Has faded into the moments of darkness
When litanies grew braver and more certain
That God would sanctify the broken heart
Who comes to Him for healing, fulfillment
Gentle touches of restorative rebuilding
His grace is the light of our freedom 
From fears, tears and years of disgrace
Shame that reflects all the ways we’ve been
Pulled away from the Creator, His Son,
Our life and love and living salvation who knows
Hearts and souls, above and below, He knows
All that we are and all that we hope and pray
He knows our deepest thoughts, our music
That sings thanks across the heavens
And awakens therapeutic insights, ideas
Love that is alive, dancing on the inside 
Heartening our belief and preparing us to be
Followers of the One who bled and died
So we could live with His spirit on the inside

Spring is a touch of grace praising heaven’s Son
The One who makes a way where there seems to be
No way – all seems dark, lost and alone, without even
A chance to be won and He knows the way to take
To bring redemption from a little faith, just a faith
That is the answer to our heart’s worst fears, tears
Those solitary glimpses into the sadness we feel
When we let His love fade into the background of our
Thoughts, our faith, our thanks…

Spring comes to life when we realize He is alive
On the inside where we can always know He is prepared
To hear and answer our yearnings, our prayers
With a love that is louder than the strongest winds
Love that is colored in hues of promise and praise
Unending faith that leaves only the faded memory
Of pain or grief because He is there, giving His best,
At the slightest thought, the least request…

Spring reminds me why I will never really die
Death will come in the Winter of my life
But I know the Son who has given me this hope
Of a Springtime when my soul shall fly
In the beauty of a heavenly sky, alive – forever flying!
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