Healing My Soul

Through the days of your seasons
how kind are your words
They seem to lift up my heart
With warmness and comfort
and conscience and care
To be where ever you are

--The wind whispers softly
of dreams that we share
And the love you have taught me to know
I see through the night
by the light of your eyes
And a love that is healing my soul--

Your memory is kind
To the days that are gone
They used to kindle my fear
Your future is wonderful
secrets of song
Your words do comfort my ears

If the shadows of evening
should fall on my grace
Your Mercy and kindness show through
And the things that I hope for
with all of my heart
Are the dreams I have trusted in you
Trey: Vocal / Bob Chuckrow: Guitar © Pau 3-091-140 2007 = Pau 3-613-540 2012