David and Ann Ledgerwood: Music
Sad But Not Sorry
(copyright 2008 David and Ann Ledgerwood)
Sad But Not Sorry—Started in October, 2007, for Ann’s mom Iris who had been bedfast for over eight years with a progressive neurological disease that left her unable to do anything for herself though her mind remained sound. She was able to hear the finished song before she passed on to glory in February of 2008. For those who profess faith in our Lord, the passing from this world is a time of sadness but also of joy and victory, as we release our loved ones into a place where pain and struggle do not exist. And we will meet again.
I look into your eyes and try to touch your thoughts
As you struggle to say what’s in your mind.
For years we have shared in the battle you’ve fought,
And through it all, your spirit is still kind.
Your smile, though it’s fleeting, still fills up the room;
The shimmer of the joy that you’ve sown
The love of your husband now a rose in full bloom,
Tender and solid as stone.
CHORUS
One day we’ll be sad but we will not be sorry.
We’ll know you’ve gone to your new home in glory.
He will welcome you to your heavenly party,
The glorious reward in this marvelous story.
One day we’ll be sad but we will not be sorry.
Selflessly serving, you always put us first
You found us whenever we would call
All those who knew you saw your servant’s heart
And your love surrounded us all.
BRIDGE
The smiles that you see you have seen before;
Joy fills each heart as the voices soar.
Freedom has come from the suffering you bore,
And you stand--- straight and strong--- on the heavenly shore---
And we sing . . . sing . . .
Now the Lord has called you home and your time here is through,
And you left us as He lifted you above,
I smile and give thanks that my mother was you,
And honor the lessons of your love.
This day we’ll be sad but we will not be sorry.
We know you’ve gone to your new home in glory.
He has welcomed you to your heavenly party,
The glorious reward in this marvelous story.
This day we’ll be sad but we will not be sorry.
This day we’ll be sad but we will not be sorry.
And we sing . . . sing . . . sing