I feel her pain
What she’s been through
I know the fears
Yes that she views
I’ve had her thoughts
I have had her doubts
But I can cope
I work things out
I wish my strength
Could flow from me
To fill her up
So she can she
Things will improve
And though she doubts
I’ve confidence
Things will work out
Oh why have things
Broke her, not me
What can I do
To help her see
The future’s bright
Not black as she
Right now does feel
It seems to be
Dear Lord please take
Some strength from me
And give it to her
So that she’ll see
She can chase those voice’s
That so hurt she
Her fears much greater
Make them ride
Yes make those voice’s
Go and hide
Oh my Dear Lord
Please let this be
And take those voice’s
And make them flee
By ronald gainsford
© 2001 Ronald Gainsford
BY RGAI
