With every rising sun (The troubles are over)

WITH EVERY RISING SUN, with every evening's fall
We have prevailed, You've been our hope
Through the darkest days, through the spilling of blood
You heard our prayers and the troubles are o'er,
The troubles are o'er!

We've broken hardened ground, sown seeds with faith
You've seen our work, a harvest awaits
You've softened hardened hearts, broken heavy chains
Given Your grace, amazing grace,
And the troubles are o'er,
The troubles are o'er!

Let the Prince of Peace reign in our land,
North and south, east and west
When Your Kingdom comes, free we will stand
And we'll declare, "Our troubles are o'er!
Our troubles are o'er!"

All Your ways are higher and higher
You bring peace to those who cry out

Johnny Parks, Cathy Parks & Claire Hamilton