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Before I could even accept that fact my brother died


Before a single tear could fall from my eye


Before I could recover enough to pull through


Before I knew what happen, Mom was gone too


Before I fell apart and wished I too could die


Before I even began, He heard my cry


When none else could see the comfort that was needed


When deep down inside my soul begged and pleaded


When my debate was should I , live or die


When I wouldn’t allow tears to fall from my eyes


When I couldn’t understand my baby sister’s death


When all reasons were gone; not a one was left


When none of my questions returned a reply


When I didn’t think it so, he heard my cry


After both Grandparents on both sides have past


After the many doubts subsided at last


After His grace and mercy has shown faithful


After a mind so corrupt and a heart so hateful


After a walk far over the line and back


After surviving the worlds many attacks


After the tears finally fell from my eyes


After I thought it was too late, He heard my cry


Now, I still have my cross to bear


Now, I will stumble here and there


Now, I’m not perfect, or completely sin free


Now at least I know He has forgiven me


Now I have the strength to try


Now I know He’ll hear my cry


Today I don't doubt the truth


Today I look back on my Youth


Today I sing His highest praise


Today I know the dead was raised


Today I boldly encourage you


Simply cry out; He will hear you too


Jackie Moore


10/30/07


 



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