When I read of Paul and Silas, in the jail so long ago,
I can see this truth so glorious, that my Father wants me to know.
There are times the pain seems endless, and my suffering seems so long,
But my Saviour bears each sorrow and He gives to me a song.
Go to Jesus if you’re wounded, if you’re beaten down by sin.
Do not grieve alone in darkness for your Saviour wants to come in.
He will fill your heart with music that will last throughout your life.
He will drive away the darkness, every wrong will be made right.
Tho’ it’s midnight in the prison, my loving Father reigns in heaven.
His arms enfold me, no bars can hold me
while I lift my voice and sing His song of praise.
Though my body’s held in shackles, Christ has set my spirit free.
Chains are broken, doors fly open, tho’ it’s midnight.
Tho’ it’s midnight, I will praise my God.
~Ron Hamilton, recorded on Worthy of Praise
As I pause on this Lord’s day and think on the things I am thankful for, the truth in this song is at the top of the list.