There's a light at the end of each tunnel
A rainbow at the end of each storm
There is rest for a soul that is weary
Beauty in each rose 'mongst the thorns

Pack up the things that are troubling
Give to God, He'll turn things around
Take all your sorrows to Him now
Then thank Him for Joy you have found

He will give you beauty for ashes
Joy for the times that you mourn
Praise for the spirit of heaviness
With righteousness, then He will adorn

Yolanda Cohen © 2007


Isaiah 61:3
Our God, who comforts all who mourn,
and provides for those who grieve
bestows on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the LORD
for the display of his splendor.