I Believe - Words & Music © 2015 Cindy Hughlett

I believe in the sun, even when it’s not shining,
I believe in love, when it seems to be hiding
and I believe in God, even when He is silent.
I Believe.

Scars tell a story, tears bathe the wounds,
mercy will come, as grace gently soothes,
I will choose to be strong, choose to hold on.
I Believe.

There were stripes on His back, as He carried the cross.
A ransom was paid, to recover the loss.
He chose to be weak, so I could be strong.
I Believe, I Believe

I believe in the sun, even when it’s not shining,
I believe in love, when it seems to be hiding
and I believe in God, even when He is silent.
I Believe.