Life is so uncertain.
Should I say it again?
Do I need to shout it,
So I need not reiterate?
You may sleep so happily at night,
Yet upon facing the mornin' light,
What you'll see are tears—
Tears in the face of people who care.
As I sit here on the side,
All of the elders are preoccupied.
Having accomplished nothing,
Their focus is on their mourning.
A pain so familiar,
You didn't have to compare.
Just let the people mourn as it fits the season.
Well, I guess you knew the very reason.
One needs not to be smart
To know where to start.
And in a little while all must move,
And embrace the situation which God has approved.
In His sovereignty, God allowed this to happen,
His wisdom is sure far above the highest mountain.
In all circumstances we can trust Him,
Through the night and the day that has become so dim.
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