Here's to the woman abandoned by her husband   who left her for another woman   and to her children    for half the love they've been given    has left them all of a sudden      Blessed are those who mourn    For they shall receive great comfort   But still I found death seems to bring forth life      (Chorus)   All your heartaches   All your sufferings   All your trials    Are gold      Here's to the woman whose left to raise her children   She doesn't know the first thing about how to make a living   And all the birthdays and ball games and christmas mornings   Will never be the same      Blessed are the poor in spirit for their's is the kingdom of heaven   But still I found death seems to bring forth life      (Chorus)      All your sorrows   All your pain   All your trials... are gold