[Intro - guitar pickup] Bring me the news again. Not praise for my name, tell me where truth is walking. [Verse 1 - letter voice] Brethren came and bore witness to the truth that lives in Gaius. Their report crossed the distance: you walk in the truth. I did not stand beside the road; I heard, and greatly rejoiced. [Verse 2 - waltz turns warmer] There are many words that bring delight, many reports that brighten for a moment. Yet none rises higher in this old heart than hearing that my children still walk in truth. [Bridge - held note] Bring me the news again: not that the road was easy, not that every voice approved, but that truth was in them and truth shaped every step. [Verse 3 - shortened] The brethren remain the witnesses. Gaius remains the one reported. The elder remains far away, listening as the message arrives. [Refrain - appears once] No greater joy, to hear my children walk in truth. No brighter word for the evening: they walk, they walk in truth. [Outro - compact cadence] Bring me the news again. Let it be true.