At times things hurt and make us sad;
Lots go wrong and all seems bad.
Often when hope seems far away;
These are times when it's hard to say.

When all alone and no one cares;
Looking out but getting stares.
Wondering what you've done so wrong;
That circumstances steal your song.

If darkness blankets your sweet smile;
and moments take mere hours to while.
Then you know the hopelessness;
Where nothing gives your soul a rest.

These are times when thanks we give;
Are best towards the One who lives.
For Himself He's taken hurt and pain;
He tasted death, no guilt remain.

The life He bought and gave the same;
To all or any who'd bear His name.
And so much more He offers us;
If only in Him we'd place our Trust.