Lyrics

Morning in the Promised Land
© 1998, 2004 Michael R. J. Roth

Snow drifts down like wasted time
parachuting ecstasy
with promises of better times
while birds warm up their melodies
feeding on the scattered crumbs.
We=re waiting for the light to come,
while I hold your little hand,
this morning in the promised land.

It was nearly seven years ago
when I was wearing out my shoes
watching bills pile up like snow,
when your mother broke the news,
and people said this crowded world
had no use for one more girl,
as if they could have ever planned
this morning in the promised land.

(Chorus)
And as I watch the falling snow
I think of all the bitter things
no six-year-old should ever know.
But every time I take your hand,
it=s morning in the promised land.

But now we celebrate the day
when you were born and grew in faith,
who taught her sister how to pray
for promises that Jesus made.
I love to see you smile like that,
a princess in a party hat,
who helped her father understand
it=s morning in the promised land.

(Chorus)
And as I watch the falling snow
I think of all the bitter things
no child should ever know.
But every time I take your hand,
it=s morning in the promised land.