Is life fair? Maybe so, maybe not. But when you take the long view…things tend to work out.
I’ve watched folks doin’ dirt and keepin’ their hands clean.
I’ve seen good folks hurt while praise gets heaped on folks who’re mean.
I’ve looked at folks climb to the top by trompin’ others down.
And then I’ve wondered, “Lord, O Lord, when does it come back ’round?”I’ve heard mommas curse the kids they carried in their wombs.
I’ve seen kids whose evil drove their mommas to cold tombs.
I’ve talked to folks in desp’rate need whose blood kin let them down.
And then I’ve wondered, “Lord, O Lord, when does it come back ’round?”But when I see the soft, sweet smile that lights a gen’rous face;
When I share the peace of folks who thank God for His grace;
When I’m helped and then I help folks get up off the ground;
Jesus tells me, “Look here, child! Love always comes back ’round.”