Ashes and Hallelujah

Had a house on the hill. Kids laughing in the yard. Every sunrise felt

like favor. Every heartbeat unscarred. Then the wind took the walls, fire swallowed all

we'd grown. Friends stared at the empty table, said, "Man,

what did you do wrong?" Still I say. Blessed be Your name

when the sky falls down like rain. When the wreckage is my view,

I lift my ashes in hallelujah. You give and You take,

I stay hands up high in the darkest day. I don't have answers,

but I have You. So here's my ashes and hallelujah. Yeah.