The Lord Will Redeem Us from Our Sorrow
The Lord will redeem us from our sorrow.
Not with the world's forgetfulness, a numbing of the pain,
But with a holy alchemy that turns our loss to gain.
He does not simply dry the tears and bid us move along—
He gathers every fallen drop and weaves them into song.
You have taken account of my wanderings; put my tears in your bottle. Are they not in your book? (Psalm 56:8)
For He is the Redeemer—the One who buys back what was lost,
Who pays the highest price to restore, whatever the cost.
He walked through sorrow's deepest valley, acquainted with our grief,
And in His hands, our broken hearts find solace and relief.
The sorrow of the night may linger, heavy and long,
But joy, His joy, is coming with the morning's song.
The weeping may endure for a night, but that is not the end—
The Redeemer lives, and He is faithful, He is friend.
Weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning. (Psalm 30:5)
He will redeem the years the locust has eaten away.
He will restore the hopes that died and bring a brand new day.
The sorrow of loneliness, the ache of being unknown,
Will melt before the warmth of being truly, deeply known.
He will redeem the grief of loss, the empty chair, the space,
With the promise of a coming reunion, a glad embrace.
He will redeem the suffering that left its mark and scar,
And show how it was used to shape a soul fit for a star.
For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. (2 Corinthians 4:17)
So lift your head, you weary one, whose sorrow has been deep.
The Redeemer has not forgotten you, nor fallen asleep.
He is working in the shadows, He is weaving in the night,
And He will bring His redemption—full, complete, and right.
The Lord will redeem us from our sorrow.
He has promised. He is able. He is true.
And the sorrow of today will become the joy of tomorrow
In the hands of the Redeemer—who loves me, who loves you.
Amen.
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