Jars of Clay's Furthermore
The Valley Song (Sing of Your Mercy)
When death like a gypsy
Comes to steal what I love
I will still look to the heavens
I will still seek Your face
But I fear you aren't listening
Because there are no words
Just the stillness and the hunger
For a faith that assures
I will sing of Your mercy
That leads me through valleys of sorrow
To rivers of joy
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