There are days full of sunshine and happiness,
I’d pray for them to never end.
They make me feel grateful for life
And my troubles I am able to transcend.
There are days so full of sorrow and sadness,
I’d pray for the morning to never come.
They make me wish for my life to end
To rid me of my troubles and then some.
But the days just keep on passing by,
Each one with exactly twenty four hours.
Exactly how nature has ordained it
Complete with the birds, the bees, the flowers.
As we walk in this valley of tears,
No joy is even meant to be forever.
Each day must soon pass into the night
To prepare us for storms and troubled waters.
As we enjoy this paradise on earth,
No pain is going to last forever.
As the dark days slowly fade away,
Bright and sunshiny days, we will soon discover.
Thus is the rhythm and cycle of life.
The darkness of night unfolds the brightness of day.
If we come upon troubles and strife,
The sun will surely come to brighten up our way.
And yet, with every cycle that comes and goes,
There is a rhyme and a reason to everything.
There is a hand that holds us up and through
To tell and assure us of the fullness of life He brings.