Treasure Island

Musa Ndhlovu

(1994 April 04 / SOUTH AFRICA MPUMALANGA)

We Weep To Rejoice


It was all good,
The event turn out not good.
After a long time of hoping
Once more the event started changing.

We weep for we lost
But our lose result to their gain.
Heavenly being praise the Glory
though yet, we praise the pain.

Let us rejoice to the LORD,
For her soul rest in His hands.
What a job well done,
Her ways on earth are well done.

We stand forth to lift the family
for God Himself will lead the family.

Submitted: Saturday, July 06, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 14, 2013

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