Never Ends

1. People wonder how I know it’s true, Why I do the things I do. They don’t get it ’Cause it’s so diff’rent. They ask me how I can believe In something that I’ve never seen. But I tell them ev’ry time,

It’s the feeling that I get each night When I fold my arms and feel His light, And my prayers are answered time and time again. It’s the balm of Gilead when it hurts. It’s early Sunday morning church Surrounded by my fam’ly and my friends. It’s the happiness I get, The kind that never ends.

2. It’s a peaceful feeling in my heart Like He holds me in His arms, A sweet assurance, A hopeful burning. It’s a joy I can’t describe That I’ve felt so many times. And I want ev’ryone to know,

The feeling that I get each night When I fold my arms and feel His light, And my prayers are answered time and time again. The balm of Gilead when it hurts And early Sunday morning church Surrounded by my fam’ly and my friends. The happiness I get, The kind that never ends. The kind that never ends. The kind that never ends.

It’s the feeling that I get each night When I fold my arms and feel His light, And my prayers are answered time and time again. It’s the balm of Gilead when it hurts. It’s early Sunday morning church Surrounded by my fam’ly and my friends.

It’s the feeling that I get each night When I fold my arms and feel His light, And my prayers are answered time and time again. It’s the balm of Gilead when it hurts. It’s early Sunday morning church Surrounded by my fam’ly and my friends. It’s the happiness I get, The kind that never ends.