Grieving Garden
Grief is growing in the grotto
Where most misfortunes ought to
Feeling small and meek today
But the outside world won’t go away
Worry creeps into my mind
Grips my chest and clenches tight
Right outside the leaves are falling
Deep within I hear God’s heart calling
Please Lord guide me through these troubled days
Take my hand and lead the way
To the river where the burdened pray
Please take this heavy yolk away
Sorrow is sown out in the garden
Where resentment grows and hearts are hardened
Raindrops stop as tears begin to dry
Many a heart is left wondering why
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