Sorrows Interest by Gary R. Ferris
When things are hard and troublesome,
And life for you looks dim;
Bills and debts grow daily,
And finances seem to slim.
The car won’t start and kids are sick,
And the ground’s too hard to hoe;
The breads all gone, the water shut off,
And still the corn won’t grow.
Your mate is gone, friends are few,
And sorrow fills your soul;
There seems to be no end in sight,
And your days are black as coal.
Nothing one can say or do,
Can ease the pain you feel;
As life goes on, you just get worse,
And soon you will be ill.
The only advice I’d give to you,
Is stand and don’t give in;
For Satan has come to destroy you,
And force you into sin.
He lies and hits you with all he has,
And tells you, you will loose;
He craftily tries to wear you down,
So him, you will choose.
But be of cheer and never quit,
For short is Satan’s time.
Keep your faith and be repaid,
With interest on the dime.