[female vocals] Oh,
heaven
hear
my
cry
today
Yes
Lord,
walk
with
us
through
the
valley
The
house
feels
so
empty,
the
hallways
are
still
I’
m
trying
to
find
strength
through
this
sorrow,
through
this
will
Mr.
Malambo,
your
chair
sits
so
lonely
in
the
light
I
whisper
your
name
through
the
shadows
of
the
night
My
heart
is
heavy,
God,
I’
m
calling
on
Your
grace
To
mend
the
broken
pieces,
to
find
Your
holy
embrace
Yes
Lord,
thank
You
Jesus
Oh,
Mr.
Malambo,
you
left
us
far
too
soon
We’
re
reaching
for
your
hand
beneath
the
afternoon
moon
Chipo
Hangoma
is
weeping,
but
the
children
call
your
name
Lord,
hold
our
heavy
hearts,
put
out
this
grief-filled
flame
We
miss
you
so
deeply,
glory
to
Your
name
Yes
Lord,
we
miss
you,
Mr.
Malambo
The
children
ask
me
questions
I
don't
have
the
words
to
say
They’
re
searching
for
their
father
at
the
closing
of
the
day
But
I
tell
them
of
your
laughter,
the
way
you
loved
so
true
We’
re
leaning
on
the
Savior,
looking
for
a
way
to
get
through
It’
s
a
long
road,
Father,
please
guide
us
on
our
way
Give
us
peace
in
the
morning,
strength
for
every
day
Amen,
hallelujah
Oh,
Mr.
Malambo,
you
left
us
far
too
soon
We’
re
reaching
for
your
hand
beneath
the
afternoon
moon
Chipo
Hangoma
is
weeping,
but
the
children
call
your
name
Lord,
hold
our
heavy
hearts,
put
out
this
grief-filled
flame
We
miss
you
so
deeply,
glory
to
Your
name
Yes
Lord,
we
miss
you,
Mr.
Malambo
I
know
You’
re
the
Comforter,
the
lifter
of
my
head
I’
m
holding
onto
promises
of
everything
You’
ve
said
Even
when
the
valley
is
dark
and
cold
and
deep
You’
re
watching
over
Malambo
while
he
is
fast
asleep
Thank
You
Jesus,
praise
Him,
keep
us
in
Your
sight
So
we
light
a
candle,
a
flicker
in
the
dark
Keeping
all
your
memory,
keeping
every
spark
Mr.
Malambo,
you
are
anchored
in
the
sky
Until
we
meet
again,
until
we
testify
Chipo
Hangoma
is
standing,
trusting
in
the
Lord
With
every
tear
that
falls,
I’
m
trusting
in
Your
word
Yes
Lord,
amen
Oh,
Mr.
Malambo,
you
left
us
far
too
soon
We’
re
reaching
for
your
hand
beneath
the
afternoon
moon
Chipo
Hangoma
is
weeping,
but
the
children
call
your
name
Lord,
hold
our
heavy
hearts,
put
out
this
grief-filled
flame
We
miss
you
so
deeply,
glory
to
Your
name
Yes
Lord,
we
miss
you,
Mr.
Malambo
We
miss
you
so
much,
Mr.
Malambo
Rest
now
in
the
arms
of
the
King
Chipo
and
the
children,
we
will
always
sing
Yes
Lord,
amen,
glory.