Sing me the sad song, but I’ll focus on finding hope in the sadness in the hopelessness of life.
A reminder of my nothingness, but finding joy in the midst of it all. I’m melancholic at heart, but unforgiving and willing to go on in life.
Ironically, sometimes I find comfort in the sadness of time. The phases of helplessness as a human in all the possible obligations and responsibilities often led me to other phases of hope in the future.
Sing me a sad song
Sing me the sad song,
For my melancholic heart.
I’m hurt, I’m ruined, helpless
Yet I don’t want to stay here
I’ll reclaim my past from here.
Softly remind me of God’s love.
Sing me a sad song
A melody of shattered dreams,
A symphony of broken wings,
A lament for all that’s lost, it seems.
Softly remind me of God’s love.
In darkness, I find a glimmer,
A spark that flickers, yet remains,
A hope that whispers, You’re not alone.
A light that shines, despite the pain.
Softly remind me of God’s love!
I’m but a fleeting thought,
A moment’s pause, a breath, a sigh,
A nothingness, a speck of dust,
Yet in this void, I find a spark to ignite.
Softly remind me of God’s love!
In sorrow’s depths, I search for peace,
A solace that the heart can’t release,
But even in the darkest night,
I find a beauty, a strange delight.
Gently remind me of God’s love!
Sing me a sad song; a sad tune,
With unforgiving heart, I’ll face the moon,
I’ll find the joy in pain’s dark shade,
And rise, though wounded, still unafraid.
Gently remind me of God’s love!
In my situation, I find my strength,
A resilience that cannot be tamed,
I’ll face the abyss and find a way,
Dance with shadows, and seize the day.
Gently remind me of God’s love!
Oh, sing me the sad song,
I’ll find the hope that lies within,
A glimmer of light, a spark of life,
A beauty born of sorrow’s dark design.
Gently remind me of God’s love!
‘Don’t even talk too much about your suffering; keep it to yourself!’ I was often advised. Reality is not pleasant, so I kept most of it to myself.
Drench my heart in the song.
Sing me a sad song;
I’ll drench my heart in it.
It’ll carry away my troubled state of mind.
If I write a song about my mind,
I would not want anyone to know.
It’s the way I have dealt with my things since my childhood.
Sing me a sad song;
I’ll get renewed in my hope to live a full life blessed by the Lord God.
A sad song might inspire me to count the bright side of life.
My heart may get weakened; I have so many things going on in my mind.
I wanted to do more, achieve something.
Above all, I wanted to do something that my Savior delights in me!
Should I get to that point, it will be all in this pilgrimage
Until I met him face to face, I might have had something to say before him.
#For further reading: Psalms 88 and Matt. 11:17
Different people find comfort in different ways. Comfort is what we’re searching for in this world. No one can control destiny, yet some people spoil their path by themselves. It is routine or in our instinct to fight back for our place. Yet for some, many things have gone awry, seemingly beyond repair. The only hope is in the living God!
God works wonders, sometimes not in the timeline that man can perceive. Yet I believe God is working. During the course of time, some of us have cried and found comfort in the sad song of the journey of life. It doesn’t mean hope is diminishing. In sadness and sorrow, we find God by our side.
