Tears of sorrow,
are streaming down my face.
Pool of tears lay now,
on my pillow case.
They keep pouring out,
they never stop.
It leaves me torn,
and also worn out.
There's nothing on this earth,
that can fill my void.
So it leaves me stricken,
that I can't avoid.
But I have this hope,
that keeps me going.
My faith stands firm,
even when I'm grieving,
My help comes from the Lord,
that I am certain.
It's not the question if,
but it's about when.
It is God's will,
and done his way.
And in his time,
while I pray.
There's nothing impossible,
when I include him.
God chooses the moment,
when it begins.
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