Singing In The Dark

We gather in morning
The darkest hour of night
The darkest days of the winter
Feeling for the light
Sitting in the silence
As all the world's asleep
The monks of Gethsemane
The watch they daily keep

I am a wayfaring stranger
Hungry for some grace
A soul forever searching
A pilgrim to this place
I am here to meet whatever
Is listening for me here
While all the world is waiting
At the turning of the year

Singing in the dark
Calling up the day
Joining with the voices
Opening the way
Sitting here in vigil
Waiting for the spark
That bursts into being
Singing in the dark

It's there at every hour
It happens everywhere
In the tenderest of times
In faithful common prayer
The seen and the unseen
For the many by the few
There is always someone
Singing in the dark for you

Singing in the dark
Calling up the day
Joining with the voices
Opening the way
Sitting here in vigil
Waiting for the spark
That bursts into being
Singing in the dark

The prayer is never over
And the work is never done
Never done
We all raise up our voices
And our voices become one
Voices become one
Voices become one

When we think that we are lost
And out there on our own
And the dawn is in the distance
Still we are not alone
Heaven is right here
If we open up our heart
And join the choir
That is singing in the dark

Singing in the dark
Calling up the day
Joining with the voices
Opening the way
Sitting here in vigil
Waiting for the spark
That bursts into being
Singing in the dark