Sorrow Song

Rather tired this week, so I'm taking a poem from my "back catalogue". This is from the 8th May 2005.

Sorrow Song

I heard a voice crying, and it said sing

Sad music to tell of the sorrow I bring,

Song of sorrow, full of sadness, tears

Of our life, of seventy or eighty years;

If strong, yet full of troubles, sorrow,

Life is soon over, gone the morrow,

Laughter may hide sadness, and so

When happiness is gone, left sorrow.

And I ask, how long must I endure

How long is there trouble, no cure?

But sorrow fills my heart both day

And night. How long, must I say

I have nothing but sorrow to eat?

A large cup of tears bittersweet,

For my sorrow cannot be healed;

I am sick at heart, but concealed

In exhaustion, and silent weeping,

Shortens my life, my heart beating

But weak, bones wasting away:

An exile of laments, time to pray,

As my heart breaks, and a wave

Of sorrow over my soul, I rave

As chaos comes as flood roaring,

And sorrow cascades thundering

Like waterfalls upon the Jordan;

So watch with me, for my lifespan,

That I may in your presence belong

For your love is so sure and strong

Then you will surely remove the cloud

Of sorrow hanging over like a shroud;

The time for sorrow and for mourning

Will be over, instead joy and dancing;

You will comfort all who sorrow still

And turn mourning into joy, your will

For happiness, dance, a time to rejoice

Sorrow into gladness is then our choice;

Those who trust in you, will surely find

Their strength renewed, not here to bind,

But to rise on wings like eagles, so rising

To be free from sorrow, end of grieving;

Now we sing the sorrow song in which

An exchange is made, no magic witch,

But deeper magic comes from beyond

A promise of light coming, of a bond

Between you and us, and joyful song

Of promised land where we belong.