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Until the Night Breaks (I know)


What awakens my eyes? What seemingly invisible something Sparks my passion, without wrinkling my soul I grow older And yet my spirit grows young Some days I arise from my bed Knowing not from where I've come But I know, I know See I know a Man who breaks the night Who holds the forgotten Who was wronged for right, right And righteousness sake The very Son that rises in my eyes, The Savior and Messiah whose life Resides in mine See I know, I know They say I have a light and life that glows I hear them through the cracks of my night time sorrow My sorrow can run deep And run and run and run deeper than they know Not everyday is day to me Not as the formal, normal mortal eye sees Some days I feel I'm my very skin the chill if the night itself Masquerading in its happy day like form And its then I remember What awakens my eyes each morning, This very invisible yet knowable Someone who keeps me In color, animated every thought, move and utterance Yes, even in the night He is the crack in my night The sliver of comfort that urges me on Patiently waiting with me, lighting my way My personal dawn So until the night breaks I know I know
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