poems of grace - Restore

The joy of our hearts has ceased
Our dancing has turned to mourning
The crown has fallen from our heads
Woe to us, we have sinned
Weeping into the night
Tears streaming down our cheeks
No one left to comfort
Woe to us, we have sinned
Restore, restore our days of old
Restore, restore us, O Lord
The joy of our hearts has ceased
Our dancing has turned to mourning
The crown has fallen from our heads
Woe to us, we have sinned
Restore, restore our days of old
Restore, restore us, O Lord
Surely He has borne our griefs
And carried all our sorrows
We esteemed Him not
He was struck down and crushed for us
He has brought us peace
And by His wounds we all are free
Yet we like sheep still go astray
And each turn our own way
Restore, restore our days of old
Restore, restore us, O Lord

Written by:
Grace Assad, Peter Assad

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