in the cold of the winters day,
under the darkened night sky,
when all hope seems lost
and all love gone,
I hear the song of the birds.
it is a sweet melody
that fills my heart as the earth becomes still.
a glorious sound of praise,
a song of peace and stillness
raised up in obedience to the Rock of Ages.
the One who brings comfort when the light seems to have faded away.
yet I will hope,
as the winter birds
that light will shine again
and this too shall pass.