This time, I know,
The black bird may not show,
No white doves will fly to freedom,
Nothing grows.
But dance, and sing,
The Lord, Our God, is listening,
We've walked a dark path of temptation,
Let repentance ring.
Drop the bow, and sword,
We were never meant to fight this war.
It was a test, and we failed,
Praise the Lord.
This winter must end,
Could it be a lifelong friend,
Questioned his faith, challenged God?
My brother.
Repent and pray,
We've discovered God again today,
Well stop this war with winter,
We can still be saved.
This time, I know,
We've been wrong until moments ago,
I prayed for a spell of repentance,
And now I know.