Have you ever in life's trials
Asked the age-old question, "Why?"
Has your laughter turned to sighing
When good fortune passed you by?
Have your tears run like a fountain
In the stillness of the night,
When your heart was filled with sorrow
And you yearned for morning light?
Many questions stay unanswered,
But in time your tears run dry;
Only God holds all the answers,
We don't need to know "just why".
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