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We trust the signs of spring around us, that give us hope as we leave winter behind. We expect the fulfillment of what is promised. We hope in the beauty that waits, wrapped so tightly, until spring rains and the sun's warmth open and reveal what's hidden within.
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What are the signs of promise and hope
budding in my desire and prayer
for something more than what I have right now?
What small moments of strength and bravery
What small moments of strength and bravery
are budding"bud" in my heart,
giving me courage to dream, to hope to trust again?
If winter still weighs on me,
giving me courage to dream, to hope to trust again?
If winter still weighs on me,
and I looking for those buds?
do I hope to find them?
do I hope to find them?
do I expect to find them?
Even when I'm wrapped tightly
Even when I'm wrapped tightly
in the folds of my worry,
God waits to open me,
God waits to open me,
to reveal what's within me,
to draw forth so much more
to draw forth so much more
than I can even dream of...
When I find buds of hope in my life,
do I trust and hope and pray
When I find buds of hope in my life,
do I trust and hope and pray
that God will bring them to blossom?
When spring stirs in my heart,
do I trust that God is working within me,
When spring stirs in my heart,
do I trust that God is working within me,
heart and soul, mind and body,
bringing forth the goodness, the truth,
bringing forth the goodness, the truth,
the best of who I am?
Lifting my face to the light of God's love
and my soul to the moisture of his anointing,
who knows what might spring to life from within me,
how God might refresh and restore
Lifting my face to the light of God's love
and my soul to the moisture of his anointing,
who knows what might spring to life from within me,
how God might refresh and restore
my trust and hope?
Where there are buds
Where there are buds
there is beauty waiting to bloom
in my yard, in my hope, in my heart...
It's the first day of spring
in my yard, in my hope, in my heart...
It's the first day of spring
and as surely as nature stirs
in the still chilled earth,
so does the Lord stir within me,
calling me to new life...
in the still chilled earth,
so does the Lord stir within me,
calling me to new life...
First Day of Spring by Secret Garden
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