Sadness comes like a wave of sorrow
In light of what I saw tomorrow
Your future is not etched in stone or gold
There is still a chance be told

But with every wave of sadness that comes
There is always hope like the beat of drums
Off in the distance like a beacon He comes
Already here, you are reading only crumbs

So where is He that you need to see?
When the hope of salvation is Christ within to be
Our guiding light and salvation, you read
To be closer to the light like a spouted seed