The path to healing forks too many times

The road to contentment is hard to align

Out of the anguish - the quiet voice is mesmerizing

Great God Jehovah sympathizing



Manifold is misery - symbiotic history of trials

Soon a yard turns into miles - a day becomes a year

No path set before me presents itself as clear - confusion without peer

The cudgel of forlorn dreams - hits me square and final



Restoring the locust years



What you cannot do for yourself

There is One who is able

To restore the years the locust ate

When sorrow has it's grip on you

Giving you no reason to submit to any other



Manifold is misery - symbiotic history of trials

Soon a yard turns into miles - a day becomes a year

No path set before me presents itself as clear - confusion without peer

The cudgel of forlorn dreams - hits me square and final



Restoring the locust years