Grief will come to everyone
To everyone
Sorrow will find every man
Every man
Come on, brother, just one more hill
We can climb it
We will make it there
Come on, sister, just one more mile
I will carry you
For a little while
I will carry you for tonight
There's a friend for the lonely road
For the woeful heart
For the broken soul
There's a river for the road worn feet
For the blistered hands
Holding on to grief
Joy will come in the morning