Storm clouds cover and silent white flows down, a bit of heaven on the ground.
A few coins left to feed and somehow we're never left in need.
Oh death, where is thy sting? For life hid in Christ, in heaven she now sings.
Only hearts speak, today. God understands and send His words.
Yet I still belong to you;
you hold my right hand.
You guide me with your counsel,
leading me to a glorious destiny.
Whom have I in heaven but you?
I desire you more than anything on earth.
My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak,
but God remains the strength of my heart;
he is mine forever.
Psalm 73: 23-26 NLT