Gratitude

Duet

VERSE 1 (Soprano)
In the hush before the dawn, I breathe your name,
A silver thread of daylight, calling me from flame.
Every trembling star becomes a whispered vow,
My heart, a chalice lifted—I am grateful now.

VERSE 2 (Tenor)
From the shadowed valley where the long roads wind,
Your light arrived, and peace unfurled inside my mind.
Hands once shaped by sorrow learn to bless and keep,
I bow to morning’s miracle—in thanks I weep.

CHORUS (Duet)
O grazie, o luce, spirito che vieni,
O grazie, o amore, che rinnovi i miei giorni.
I lay my trembling fears like petals at your feet,
I find my weary soul made holy and complete.
We lift our voices high—a single breath, a prayer,
Gratitude ascending like a garment through the air.
Heaven hears the offering of hearts that beat as one,
Blessed be the grace that sets our weary night to sun.

VERSE 3 (Soprano)
O gentle providence, in every small delight,
The candle’s faithful flame, the soft and silver night.
I trace your mercy’s map upon the curves of time.
And in each quiet moment hear the bells that chime.

VERSE 4 (Tenor)
To all who held my trembling hand when storms were near,
To every hidden kindness that erased my fear,
I sing a fierce thanksgiving, strong as ocean’s tide,
For love that would not falter, for truth that would abide.

CHORUS (Duet)
When sorrow carved the canyon, and I could not see,
Your mercy, like a river, turned my ruins to the sea.
I give you every heartbeat, every trembling vow,
We kindle fires of gratitude—beneath your crown we bow.

BRIDGE
Remember how the coldest nights became the skies of dawn?
Remember how a single smile could summon life from wan?
All gifts, both fierce and fragile, wrapped in morning’s light
We offer thanks with voices bright as angels in their flight.

CHORUS (Duet)
O eterna luce, grazie senza fine,
O dolce pace, che illumini le mie vie.
We weave our thanks into a heaven-made refrain,
A tapestry of blessing—sung again, and yet again.
Gratitude, our anthem, rising through the skies,
A chorus of the faithful, mirrored in your eyes.
We hold this sacred offering, in breath, in hand, in song,
And carry light to corners where the lonely hearts belong.
For every dawn, for every gentle dawn, we are grateful.
Gratitude! Gratitude! Gratitude!