[Verse 1 — softly spoken] Night keeps asking one more question: Have You turned Your face away? Sorrow circles through my thinking and refuses to become day. [Response — lightly sung] Look toward me, light my eyes; hold me through the waiting night. I will lean into Your mercy. I will sing before the light. [Verse 2 — softly spoken] Nothing outside me has altered; still, the road is hard to see. Yet I remember every kindness that has carried and sheltered me. [Response — gentle harmony] Look toward me, light my eyes; hold me through the waiting night. I will lean into Your mercy. I will sing before the light. [Bridge — tender and honest] Trust is not the end of sorrow, nor pretending all is well. It is singing from the darkness where Your faithfulness still dwells. [Final Response — softly widening] I will sing before the light… for Your mercy remembers me.
