Earth Hath Sorrow That God Can I Heal
Earth hath no sorrows that God can’t heal
As I softly repeat it, great comfort I feel
And I long to reach out to those in the storm.
Of sorrows dark night and point to the morn,
when joy will abound up there in the skies.
As God gently wipes he tears from our eyes!
Oh then we’ll see clearly the face we adore and greet our dear loved ones who’ve gone on before.
Gone every heartache that here we may feel;
for earth hath no sorrows that God can’t heal!