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(My mother questioned why |
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she was left here to suffer
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with arthritis) |
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| One by one they're going Home |
| My friends and loved ones dear |
| I cannot help but question, Lord, |
| Why am I left here? |
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| Husband, mother, father, son |
| I've laid them all away |
| Brothers, cousins, friends and neighbors |
| Dear God, why must I say? |
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| My heart has ached so many times |
| For those who's grief I tried to share |
| Now I am weak and weary, Lord |
| Why can't I be with you up there? |
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| You say they're not all gone yet? |
| That there are those who need me yet? |
| That I have loved ones round me here |
| Whose needs I dare not forget? |
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| But I'm so tired from suffering, Lord |
| I feel I'm just a burden here |
| What can I do when I'm so sad |
| To fill others' hearts with cheer? |
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| Oh, yes, dear Lord, I do know how |
| To call on you in prayer |
| To beseech you to bring my loved ones out |
| Of the valley of sin and despair. |
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| Yes, I can smile in spite of the pain |
| And extend a comforting hand |
| And I can cheer their saddened hearts |
| By saying, "I understand". |
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| I'll live my life each passing day |
| As Thou would'st have me to |
| If You'll just dwell within me, Lord |
| That the Light may come shining through. |
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| I'll live on Your precious promise, Lord |
| That when I've finished here |
| I'll join my friends and loved ones There |
| To wait for those who are still here. |
