When night falls hard upon your dreams,
And wakes you from your sleep,
And you contemplate the echoes,
For the meaning that runs deep;
When your ship of hope has run aground,
On fears you can't get past;
When you cry aloud for rescue,
From troubles that hold fast,

Then lay your burden down awhile,
And fill your lungs with air,
And when you take it up again,
Know that He'll be there;
A loving guide to clear away
Each rock along your stumbling way,
Who understands the load you bear,
And listens to your father's prayer;

Father help us all to heal, to look beyond our pain,
To let go of hurt, and prejudice and to let love start again;
let us speak tender words to each other,
And let our song somehow
Soothe the hearts of those who are crying,
For the world needs a lullaby
Right about now.
Edie Batstone