In the Night

In the Night My Hope Lives On
by: Andrew Peterson

I am weary with the pain of Jacob's wrestling
In the darkness with the fear, the darkness with the fear.
But He met the morning wounded with a blessing
So in the night, my hope lives on

And when Elisha woke surrounded by the forces-
Of the enemies of God, the enemies of God
He saw the hills aflame with angels on their horses
So in the night, my hope lives on

Oh, in the night
Oh, in the night
Oh, in the night my hope lives on

See the slave that toils beneath the yoke unyielding
And I can hear the captive groan, hear the captive groan
For some hand to stay the whip his foe is wielding
Still in the night, my hope lives on

I see the armies of the enemy approaching
And the people driven trembling to the shore
But a doorway through the waters now is opening
So in the night my hopes on

Oh, in the night
Oh, in the night
Oh, in the night my hope lives on

Like the son who thought he'd gone beyond forgiveness
To ashamed to lift his head, but if he could lift his head
He would see his father running from a distance
And in the night my hope lives on

And I can see the crowd of men retreating
As He stands between the woman and their stones
And if mercy in His holy heart is beating
Then in the night my hope lives on

Well I remember how they scorned the Son of Mary
He was gentle as a lamb, gentle as a lamb
He was beaten, He was crucified and buried
And in the night my hope was gone

But the rulers of this earth could not control Him
No they did not take His life, He laid it down
And all the chains of death could never hope to hold Him
So in the night my hope lives on

And I can see the Son of Man descending
And the sword He swings is brighter than the dawn
And the gates of Hell will never stand against Him
So in the night my hope lives on

Oh, in the night
Oh, in the night
Oh, in the night my hope lives on

Oh, in the night
Oh, in the night
Oh, in the night my hope lives on