13. O Raise up Your Heavy Head

(An Encouragement for Carlos)

O raise up your heavy head
Lift up your tiresome eyes
Weeping endures for a night
But joy comes in the morning rise

Do not give up
Do not grow weary
Though you feel lonely
Though you feel dreary

For at the proper time
With patient waiting
We will reap a harvest
With joy parading

Joy! Joy!
Glorious joy!
It brightens the night
The darkness destroy

O raise up your heavy head
Lift up your tiresome eyes
In the sky, our reward awaits us
Fix your eyes on the heavenly prize