He Will Restore Our Joy by Joseph C. Ogbu (JoeNwaOgbu)

See the world biting fingers in agony

Hold the rain to stop, that our days may get sunny

Day and night, bitterly we cry and mourn

As though the world promises no hope to be won.

Don’t live in fear, God is still on the Throne

 Hold Him tight, no disease will visit thy wone

Be not discouraged, thou won't be called departed

For thy precious life will divinely be protected.

Be glad for thou will live to conquer any pandemic

Forget tongues, whose wishes are not angelic

But always threatening and trapping heads with fear

As if the world is theirs to grab and wear.

Yes! Days may unfold gloomy in every continent

Panic not, thou won't be taken to a restless and painful tent

For soonest! Tongues will again shout; God take Thy glory!

For saving us from diseases and a deadly worry.

Never be afraid; we are among the survivors

Who will surely enjoy God's multiple favors

Not because we are worthy or from a particular race

But it’s nothing but God's endless love and mercy.

Please then, Wipe your tears; stop weeping

Please, Smile again; forget the whipping

Even though Our Beloved surely left before us

Be hopeful! God will bless us more, with Gifts too Precious.