With a heavy heart filled with unanswered questions
She drove out into the cold night searching for answers
But when she looked up at the sky for a moment
And saw the twinkling stars winking down at her
She sighed a deep sigh and agreed
That not all the world could be bad and bitter
The stray puppy whimpered with fear
As the storm raged on with thunder, lightning and a fierce whirlwind
But when it felt the hands of a homeless beggar
Pick it up into the warmth of his cloak
It felt reassured
That truly, not all the world was bad and bitter
Indeed, everyone has a story to tell
Of how bad the world has treated them
But undeniable testimonies do abound in their great numbers
Of a God out there who truly cares
And has His hands all stretched out
Reaching out to us with love every day
In ways too numerous to count
Which proves without a doubt
That truly, not all the world is bad and bitter
So be rest assured
That there’s a God out there and up there
Who truly, truly cares about you
Wordy Swords 