Land of the Living

In the fever, You are with me
Like a child in their Father's arms
And to the griever, You are the grieved
You take our death into Your own on the cross

Oh fatal sorrow, tears in the night
You'll be relieved in the morning light
Beloved child, dry your eyes
You'll be received in your Maker's sight

Arise Righteous Sun
With healing in Your wings
Healing in Your wings
Arise Holy One
There's healing in Your wings
Healing in Your wings

In the shadows, You are with me
Reminding me that You have one this fight
And so I let go of this fear I carry
You take our death into Your resurrecting life

Oh fatal sorrow, tears in the night
You'll be relieved in the morning light
Beloved child, dry your eyes
You'll be received in your Maker's sight

Arise Righteous Sun
With healing in Your wings
Healing in Your wings
Arise Holy One
I know there's healing in Your wings
Healing in Your wings

There's healing in Your wings
Healing in Your wings
There's healing in Your wings
Healing in Your wings
There's healing in Your wings
Healing in Your wings
There's healing in Your wings
Healing in Your wings

We'll see the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living
We'll see the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living
We'll see the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living
Let hope arise
We'll see the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living
In the land of the living



Credits
Writer(s): Joel Robinson, Willie Weeks, Richard Jack Dawson, Pete Burton, Calliopi Noelene Dawson
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