So remember your doubts and show proudly your scars Let the sound of your cries write a song in your heart Brother may we never lose the light what we found in the dark What we think is more Isn't always more We want the sunshine But sometimes need the storm Rain falls to rivers Rivers smooth the stones Smooth the stones And help the tall trees grow So remember your doubts and show proudly your scars Let the sound of your cries write a song in your heart Brother may we never lose the light what we found in the dark Riches for your soul not an even trade On the road to comfort you can lose way No one seeks the gutter But those who find it know Gutters grow the sweetest rose So remember your doubts and show proudly your scars Let the sound of your cries write a song in your heart Brother may we never lose the light what we found in the dark Fire burns and in the end is heartbreak Crushing us to build again Something better than we were before Filipenses 4: 1