Lost between dusk and dawn
Torn amidst smiles and frowns,
Sadness clothed in happiness' gown
Is how I am with tears down!

You can see it in my eyes
All my hope is lost
I need a glimpse of paradise
Even if it be a ghost!

To Fwain, we are coming
Before tomorrow's dawning
By road or by train
Whether in sunshine or rain.

To you Fwain our love
We come with all this joy
We give you all we have
She and her little boy.

So Fwain when we are gone
Deign to invite us again
And then we'll tell you like you've never known
How much we love Fwain

Those men were filled with marvel
When from the East, they didst travel
All routes led to one place
Just to see one face
And when it was dawn
They saw Jesus, the king newly born!

When I recall his agony
In the garden by Petr's company
For the sake of my sin
He took up the cross
He cared for me to win
And dared his life's loss
As this sorrowful song I sing
I think of Jesus, the suffering king

Alas! It is written in the books
About the trumpets, sickles, and hooks
The day the Lord will return
Titled as the son of Man
And when it says, 'judgment I will bring'
I think of Jesus, the judging king

Now I stand here alone
All my friends are gone
I'm lost for comfort
And all good feelings depart
But it's like the return of spring
When I remember Jesus, the loving king.

Dull or fine
Let this heart be thine
And thine, mine
Let us, as friends, dine!

Come today - don't delay
Show me the way
the smooth road to your heart
where I may rest in comfort!

When you feel betrayed
By life's every moment
When the dominant emotion is hatred
And all appointments are marked with torment
When smiles never come your way
And you suffer a heart's cancer
When your life starts to decay
Love is the answer!

If I could make your name short,
And possibly call you Dave.
If I could rest you in a cot,
And watch you grow into a cove.
Then you'd be as peaceful as a dove
Then you'd live to see many years
God would fill you with his love
And always wipe away your tears
So, may the Lord make you wise and clever
May He bless you forever

Dark nights have faded - they had no power
Truest joys of life have now infected every hour
Bright loves now blossom and gently flower
And so, all such things that we proudly call 'our'