Stacia

I wear a smile out in the crowd, I keep it perfectly in place

But behind the brave endurance, there's a heavy, hidden space

A never-ending saga, a laundry list of pain

An overwhelmed mommy standing in the pouring rain

A sudden, sharp divorce that I never saw or planned

Laying on the floor in tears, too overwhelmed to stand

But when I am weak, that is when I am strong

The Living God is holding me when the night is far too long

He whispers, "Stacia, I will never, no not ever, let you go"

He carries me forward when my spirit sinks too low

Though the weeping lasts the whole night through

Joy comes in the morning, making all things new

From agnostic to an atheist, I wandered on my own

I thought my story had to end beneath a heavy stone

I was bound to die, I felt the fallen angels pressing down

But my old spirit passed away to wear a righteous crown

I was born again in Jesus, breathing in a brand new life

Finding power in my weakness, through the sorrow and the strife

Because when I am weak, that is when I am strong

The Living God is holding me when the night is far too long

He whispers, "Stacia, I will never, no not ever, let you go"

He carries me forward when my spirit sinks too low

Though the weeping lasts the whole night through

Joy comes in the morning, making all things new

Just like Joseph in the dark, what the world meant to destroy

God is working for His glory, with a plan of endless joy

And like the prophet Ezekiel speaking to the valley floor

God breathed life into my deepest dreams and opened up the door

He gave me miracles to hold, a baby beating in my womb

My sweet Ezekiel survived, a flower rising from the tomb

And when I am weak, that is when I am strong

The Living God is holding me when the night is far too long

He whispers, "Stacia, I will never, no not ever, let you go"

He carries me forward when my spirit sinks too low

Though the weeping lasts the whole night through

Joy comes in the morning, making all things new