3 To all who mourn in Israel,
He will give a crown of beauty for ashes,
a joyous blessing instead of mourning,
festive praise instead of despair.
In their righteousness, they will be like great oaks
that The Lord has planted for His Own Glory.
Disappointments come and go, but you seem always with me
Uncertainty and unhappiness seem your outer-garment
Do I need to know what keeps you from being free?
Is it fear and loneliness that makes your spirit dormant?
The days and weeks grind on since the first I met you
All alone and lonely you separated self
It seems that it is kind off giving up in what to do
Where is your family as you are not faring well?
Will we meet again at the other side of nowhere?
Will you touch my heart in the desperation of the soul?
Maybe Sunday then I’ll be searching in my sphere
To see or I can be a part with a good solution as my goal