Oh the pain of accidents,
Where do I find joy?
Except from the One above.
There is pain in losing,
Whether in death
Or in un-response
And there is joy in gaining.
No lives lost,
Some lives gained.
By the grace of God
These hurt teens will
Bring others to the joy
Of the King.
Oh the pain of accidents,
Where do I find joy?
In the King of Glory,
Let Him come in,
Let Him bring joy,
To those who do not know.
He suffered for our sins,
He knows what it is,
To be in pain,
He knows what it is,
To feel all alone,
He knows what it is,
To ask why?
Oh the pain of accidents,
Where do I find joy?
He asked, “Why me?
Why now? Please remove
This cup from me
I pray, but if not, let
The Father’s will be done.”
Remove this pain for these
Families, but if not, let
The Father’s will be done.
We ask you to bear this burden,
It is too hard to carry,
You promised you would.
Oh the pain of accidents,
Where do I find joy?
You promised not to give
Us too much and leave
Us hanging, help us to see
Your hand in all this.
Give the Lee’s hope that
They will one day again see
Sarah the happy girls she is
Give hope to Adam’s family
That he will be strong tomorrow
Just like he was yesterday.
Give them joy amidst their pain.
Oh the pain of accidents,
Where do I find joy?
Nowhere, except in the
Name of Jesus, who came
To suffer for me and
With me and bore my sin
On the cross. What a
Grace it is to have a king
Who did that for my
Eternal joy. Give this joy to
The families and to the
Other driver. May they be
Blessed to find joy
In the pain of accidents.
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2 comments:
wow. how true.
Greta. Great poem. I love you, Andrea
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