Brought to my knees,
With agonizing need,
When the world without,
Turned to darkness and doubt,
No place to hide,
I went inside,
Desperate for my pain to ease,
And for faith in which to believe.
I prayed to God,
I cried so hard,
Why is my child dead?
It should be me instead.
With God’s love and Heavenly help,
Move me beyond thoughts of self,
To see the greater picture and plan,
So I might come to understand.
Let me feel your Divine love,
With all comfort from above,
To replace my anguish and grief,
With the peace that I seek.
With agonizing need,
When the world without,
Turned to darkness and doubt,
No place to hide,
I went inside,
Desperate for my pain to ease,
And for faith in which to believe.
I prayed to God,
I cried so hard,
Why is my child dead?
It should be me instead.
With God’s love and Heavenly help,
Move me beyond thoughts of self,
To see the greater picture and plan,
So I might come to understand.
Let me feel your Divine love,
With all comfort from above,
To replace my anguish and grief,
With the peace that I seek.
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