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How often we do spot the angels or see the unseen hand? Most times are tough The going rough Like there never was a master plan Those steadfast doors don't open And you pray, but you don't understand You've gotta hold fast the hope that's in you Don't always trust your eyes Sometimes it takes a long time to see it as a blessing in diguise We live upon this dark surface And God, He moves upon the deep What is concealed will be revealed There is no promise He won't keep Still we're confused by the shadows We're awake now, but we're half asleep Sometimes the dark can move our hearts to long for the light of the sun And our ways don't become His ways until we are undone And after you've been broken You may not realize that you are grace to the broken-hearted And a blessing in disguise Aus Songtexte Mania