Little bit of morning

There's a little bit of morning outside
There's a new beginning in the sky
It's been awhile, but now the time is right
To spread your wings and fly
Silent heart, sing a brand new song
The darkest time is just before the dawn
Weary soul arise, wipe the pain from your eyes
There's a little bit of morning outside

The hope He brought seemed all but lost
When they laid Him in the tomb
The dreams, the plans, the healing hands
Wrapped in death and gloom
But early Sunday morn the promise was reborn
At the breaking of the day
He was alive and well
Conquered death and hell
Because He lives now we can say