The sorrow patters in my heart
Like rain out on the bay.
I really have no cause for grief,
But it won’t go away.
I seem to be adrift in life,
My anchor has torn free,
And all the tears that I have cried
Could wash me out to sea.
It is a sadness of the heart,
But it will pass away,
And happiness will fill the place
Where there are tears today.
Nehemiah 2:2
so the king asked me, “Why does your face look so sad when you are not ill? This can be nothing but sadness of heart.”
so the king asked me, “Why does your face look so sad when you are not ill? This can be nothing but sadness of heart.”
No comments:
Post a Comment