Before she came to be of age
Nine years too young to turn the page
Her story told in brief content
Was just enough to spell lament
CHRIST would come and speak with her
Telling why the world does stir
The wrong like ball of string tying
Her soul to things on path to dying
Her first and last encounter came
Leaving to chance what GOD did claim
The road to Him as LIFE proposed
The way to LIGHT but darkness chose
The sleepless nights that came and went
Here at home she thought well spent
Strung out and blind became of her
Suffered by hands, her own life blurred
Cause and effect would bring to knees
This child now woman whose cried out pleas
Were heard by One and only one
That knows the cries of everyone
The wilderness had used and spat her out
Grace called and claimed and turned about
What evil snatched but could not hold
What GOD claimed His, her story told
Today her praise is just for one
Who calls her daughter who like the Sun
Rises again but not the same
For greater is He, her claim to fame
Who washed away her sinful stains