In the turmoil of what were my goals and dreams,
I suddenly felt an emptiness so all consuming.
The darkness had made me a prisoner, or so it seems,
never to see an innocent child’s eyes once gleaming.
From the depth of my own misery and despair,
He lifted me up and showed comfort without compare.

The day she had passed, a part of me passed with her.
That day the flames in my heart were drenched by tears.
In loving her, I knew that I would never love no other,
and holding her, I found a strength without any fears.
Then from within the sadness that had my heart broken,
He lifted me up, setting the flame of love never forgotten.

From the day I was born I knew not mother nor father,
dwelling in a place that had only a heart of anger.
Surviving in a jungle where concrete and metal gather,
love and hope were replaced by gun, sword, and dagger.
From the midst of the smoke of man’s warring spirits,
He lifted me up, showing me he was a father without limits.

Then the earth quaked and fiery flames mankind swallowed.
A dragon of sinful nature our hearts and souls devoured.
Suffering plagued engulfed the nations and cities hollowed.
Death struck man down like a mad cruel king empowered.
I will not fear death and confront it boldly face to face.
He lifted me up, promising me His presence with His grace.