Wipe away those falling tears,
A brighter path is drawing near.
God has made a holy way,
For you to rise and not delay,
To walk the steps of promise true,
And meet the Father who loves you.
Heaven's light is shining wide,
Lift your hands, let fear subside.
Step into His healing peace,
Where every broken thing shall cease.
Beyond the gate of radiant gold,
A path of mercy will unfold.
He knows your heart, He knows your name,
And calls you gently just the same.
Prayer unlocks the quiet door,
Where weary souls are made to soar.
Lift your voice, fall on your knees,
And rest inside His gentle peace.
Fly away to holy skies,
Where hope is born and fear denies.
God's loving hand will guide your way,
And walk beside you day by day.
Not fear, not dark, not final sigh —
Just light that lifts you ever high.
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