A Song of Praise II I hear the choirs are singing, From a thousand miles away As I walked through gardens, I pondered why she left me, My queen of light and grace, Walking in the snow’s white I heard those choirs singing, They whispered, “Hold on, don't fear.” Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah. We walked through star-lit nights, Hand in hand through life's embrace, Warmed by flickering candles' glow, In mercy’s sweet, warm space. As we shared our bread, And the wine of love divine, We danced in fields of longing, Finding joy, and all was fine. Till the morning sun awoke us, With a choir’s vibrant play, Hear the choirs are singing, Praising the newborn day. In every note, the grace, In this beautiful embrace Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah. Stan Rams Art Media Amsterdam #anthem #mp3