There is music in the wind
Listen carefully and you will hear the trill
Of birds dancing joyfully
Of laughter ringing like bells

There is a song in the air
A gentle voice so pristine
A crescendo of worshipping souls
A brightness of the sun – the glory shouts!

There is joy all around
Of hope that was lost
Of light that was gone
Of all that, it is all now found.

Worhsip Him, O soul downcast
What ails your spirit so that you should weep?
What has happened to you
You still have your life.

It is indeed not a curse to live
For you have a chance
One that few often perceive
A chance to Worship Him!