Oh yes, we walk in sorrow, upon this cursed earth,
We can't escape the sadness
Beginning at our birth.
For, life is trapped in accidents, illness, aging, pain,
The clouds will always gather
To shower us with rain.



But, light glowed in that darkness, the sunshine's broken through,
When Jesus came to live, to die,
He rose for me and you.
And by that death, He broke the chain, that fettered us to grief
He cut the rope with passion
That you and I might live.



And now there's hope in sorrow, it has a purpose true,
To lift our souls to Jesus
That He will see us through.
We cannot live without Him, for life's a hopeless end-
Unless He lives within us
To be our dearest friend.



We might think that we can cope, by seeking what we will,
Yet every moment is but fruitless
In the craving of true love.
It's only when we give up trying, struggling to win,
God comes with life's fulfillment - He comes to dwell within.
And then He soothes the sorrow
We are no more alone, as we see His rainbow break,
The burden's then His own

~*~

Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems İFeb 2012
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry From The Heart

Let your condition be ever so extreme;
human friendship disappointing
earthly supplies failing,
human sympathy refused,
dark despair enthrone grimly
and coldly upon your heart;
there yet is hope
in God!
~ Octavius Winslow ~