Why Lord

Why Lord

 

Why Lord must this happen to me?

I don’t understand; how can it be?

 

I tell you this, oh child of mine,

You will understand in due time.

 

My Lord, it doesn’t seem quite fair.

My trials leave me in such despair.

 

I tell you this, oh child of mine,

In me, comfort you will find.

 

My Lord, My Lord, I cry out to you.

My heart is hurting, all black and blue.

 

I tell you this, oh child of mine,

My words will heal you like no other kind.

 

Lord I don’t know to deal with this grief.

I need your help to find relief.

 

I tell you this, oh child of mine,

My arms are as open as you will find.

 

Lord you are everything that I need.

I can believe that now as I proceed.

 

I tell you this, oh child of mine,

Follow me and your life will shine.

 

You are here for reasons you may not know,

But I know why, so in faith, please go.

 

Go spread the good news that Jesus lives!

And ask not why, but what can I give.                      

 

Kim Thomas

June, 2003