The
sorrow nibbles at my heart
And
whispers of the tears
That
I still cry when thoughts arise,
Despite
all of the years.
They
say a broken heart will heal
If
given time enough,
But
I can’t testify to that
As
things still seem so rough.
We
are not meant to walk in grief,
But
it colors our way.
And
we must find the faith to walk
Through
every tearful day.
This
life is rich with joy and tears
And
each will call our name,
But
His grace brightens even tears,
And
it is ours to claim.
Psalm
126:5
Those
who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy.
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