For I Have Work To Do
By Haff
No time to sit and weep No time to cry For I have work to do. What though the wound goes deep, No time to sit and weep.Sorrow will have to sleep While I have work to do. The tears that blind my eyes Blot out God's skies, I'll banish gloom and rise O' heart, Why mournest Thou? No time to cry. For I have work to do. Written January 18th, 2002 © on Jan 18 2002 02:59 PM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"No time to sit and weep..."