Misc Religious - Be ye Glad - Текст песни

In these days of confused situations,
And in these nights of restless remorse,
When the heart and soul of a nation

Lay wounded and cold as a corpse;
>From the grave of the innocent Adam,
Comes a song bringing joy to the sad:
"All Your cries have been heard, and the ransom
Has been paid up in full; Be ye glad!"

Be ye glad! Who-oh, be ye glad!
Every debt that You ever had
Has been paid up in full by the grace of the Lord.
Be ye glad, be ye glad! Be ye glad!

In the dungeon a rumor is stirring;
You have heard it again and again.
Ah, but this time the cell keys, they're turning,
And outside there are faces of friends.
Though Your body lay weary from washing,
And Your eyes show the sorrow they've had,
All the love that Your heart is now tasting
Has opened the gate; Be ye glad!

So be like lights on the rim of the water,
Giving hope in a storm sea of night.
Be a refuge amidst the slaughter
Of these fugitives in their flight.
For You are timeless, and part of a puzzle,
You are winsome and Young as a lad;
And there is not disease and no struggle
That can pull You from God; Be ye glad.