Comfort and Joy

Molly Skaggs

 
 
  • Winter’s calling, nowhere to hide

    Branches barren all in the light

    Feeling fragile, words don’t suffice

    Longing, waiting all through the night

    He’s knocking on your door

    In the quiet, love is born

    Comfort and joy to the one he came for

    Comfort and joy to your heart

    Catching every tear from your eye

    Holding your hand, friend by your side

    He’s knocking on your door

    In your longing, love is born