Darren Winfield - Mourners' Comfort: Embrace of Grace

In the stillness of my grief, where tears find no relief,
I walk through valleys, shadowed and steep.
Each sorrow has a name, every loss its own pain,
Yet in the depths, Your promises I keep.
Blessed are those who mourn,
For they shall be comforted.
In the heartache of the night, in Your arms, I find the light,
In my sorrow, Your embrace is my bed.
Whispers in the mourning, gentle words adorning,
My broken heart with threads of Your grace.
You're the Comforter, my friend, on whom I can depend,
In every tear, I see Your face.
Blessed are those who mourn,
For they shall be comforted.
In the heartache of the night, in Your arms, I find the light,
In my sorrow, Your embrace is my bed.
Oh, the sacred tears we cry, not a single one denied,
In Your bottle, every drop You've kept.
Through the pain, we learn to dance, in Your divine romance,
In our mourning, Your promises are leapt.
Blessing found in brokenness, comfort in distress,
In the tapestry of pain, Your love is woven.
With every sigh and groan, I know I'm not alone,
For in my mourning, heaven's gates are open.
Blessed are those who mourn,
For they shall be comforted.
In the heartache of the night, in Your arms, I find the light,
In my sorrow, Your embrace is my bed.
In the stillness of my grief, I find a sweet relief,
In Your comfort, sorrow finds its end.
Blessed, oh blessed, those who wear sorrow's crown,
In our mourning, Your comfort You send.
Oh, the sacred tears we cry, not a single one denied,
In Your bottle, every drop You've kept.
Through the pain, we learn to dance, in Your divine romance,
In our mourning, Your comfort You send.

Written by:
Darren Winfield

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