Written twenty six years ago; but truth doesn’t wither.
Sometimes
Sometimes the sun shines on the righteous
Sometimes the damaged tree survives
Sometimes the pain it has an ending
Sometimes the darkness in us dies
Sometimes the sun shines on the righteous
Sometimes the abused forgive and grow
Sometimes there’s cause for celebration
Sometimes there’s meaning in the flow
Sometimes the sun shines on the righteous
Sometimes the net seems full to burst
Sometimes there’s friendship in the laughter
Sometimes a drink for those who thirst
Sometimes the sun shines on the righteous
Sometimes God’s whisper echoes far
And sometimes good’s so good it beats the diamond
And shines amid the bleak sky like a star
P.S. Angela Reith put a wonderful tune to it
