Though we suffer for a time
And not everything works out fine
Nothing compares to what is waiting
For those, with hope, anticipating
A time of peace and comfort
Not everything is healed
Nor all wounds erased
But His Glory will be revealed
And sadness will be replaced
And we shall know His comfort
Sometimes all we have is comfort
Sometimes a point we make peace
A strength in the shadow of the cross
To comfort one who knows of loss
In whom we find our comfort
Maybe a hand to hold or a shoulder to cry on
Maybe a cheerful smile or a listening ear
Maybe just to know someone will be there
To know, beyond a doubt, someone does care
Maybe this is the greatest comfort
Jesus never said there would be no pain
No sorrow, no loss, no sadness
But he also said he would never leave us
And, one day, turn our mourning into gladness
So, for now hold on to hope
And pray for peace and comfort
Inspired in part by Romans 8:18