Whakaaria mai Tōu rīpeka ki au Tiaho mai Rā roto i te pō

Walk on, walk on With hope in your hearts And you'll never walk alone You'll never walk alone.

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight, The clouds be rolled back as a scroll; The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend, Even so, it is well with my soul.

Honesty is such a lonely word Everyone is so untrue Honesty is hardly ever heard And mostly what I need from you

I see You hanging there, nailed to a splintered wooden beam, Drinking pain and sorrow, breathing agony.

There are moments in your life where you hear a song, and it strikes a chord (pun intended) in your soul.