Nothing hurts worse
Than a hope that's deferred
Don't let it slip away
See you shining under the shame
Looking for reasons to try
A reason to live or to die
Won't you come home?
Back to where your heart is
"Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted. But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his wounds we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned—every one—to his own way; and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all."
Isaiah 53:4-6
