is there the space for our words is there a place here for us where can a faithful heart turn when generous grace gathers dust where can a faithful heart turn have we not labored enough little babies learn that it s a blind blind world and a generous grace gathers dust beacon shining ever bright the light at the end of the tunnel is in your eyes you re the lamp to my feet you re the arms at my side and i will not be afraid to victory hides in darkest places shine victory hides in darkest places shine victory hides in darkest places is there a space here for our words is there a place here for us where can a faithful heart turn when generous grace gathers dust where can a faithful heart turn when we have strayed from our trust keep the beacon burnin cause it s a blind blind world beacon shining ever bright the light at the end of the tunnel is in your eyes you re the lamp to my feet you re the arms at my side and i will not be afraid to victory hides in darkest places shine victory hides in darkest places shine victory hides in darkest places