I am that heartbreak you left behind.
Now you want to apologize.

I am that heartache you went and left.
And now you trying to come back.
But now you see you never really hurt me.

Yes, now you know my life just went on.
Not one hurt by hearing a sad love song.

No mending a broken heart or healing one that been torn apart.

Although I'm the heartbreak you left behind a few days ago.
Now you trying to save face.
Now that another has taken your place.

Place a new smile upon my face and everything we share has been replaced.

Sometimes things are for the better.

He isn't perfect.
Except in my eyes, he is respectful.
I'm proud of my son for the young he has become.

Sure, he has been taught right from wrong.
Even when to stand his ground?
Stand up to the truth than to accept blame.

I'm proud of my son.
Smart and talented in his very own way.

Brings tears to my eyes to say with honor.
He so far stayed away from gangs and crime.
Proud to state  I love you forever.

Of course, I'm not the only one proud of his son.
But in a world where many leaving this earth too soon?

There is no love within you.
None, whatsoever?
You say there is.
But where?
I don't see it.
The world won't see it.

Cause there is no love within you.
Because hatred controls you.
When it shouldn't at all?

But, then again?

Amazing, you are God.
In my eyes, my soul and heart.

Amazing, you are God.
From me, you will never depart.

Perfect, we on earth might not be.
But to us seeking you, you are everything.

Because amazing, you are God.
In my eyes, my soul, and my heart.

No one comes close to you.
Or can measure up to impersonating you.

You're one of a kind.
You are so divine.
For me this I truly recognize and acknowledge you too.

Cause amazing, you are God.
Yes, amazing, you are God.

Some get it.
Some feel it.
Even comprehend the message.

Jesus appreciation day.
We cherish it.
Even worship it daily.

No funds to raise.
No invited guests to offer praise.
Because freely, we offer them.

It's Jesus' appreciation day.
Then on this earth, many see it totally different about their flock leader.

Why wear me?
If you're not wearing me right?
I have holes appropriately to hold me tight.

I have been used.
I been abused.
And been stern-to.

And, yes, I'm one of the best tools

I am called the belt.
When used in disciplinary?
I am one weapon they reach for help.

Is it my business?
To be in your business.
Let alone in your life governing your home.

So Sarah loves Lisa, why must I state what's against the scriptures?
When I look at them?
I simply see a happy picture.

So Bob loves Jim, is it my business to be in their business?

Oh, the good shepherd leading the flock attacks their lifestyle.
But doesn't address the cheater minister for his sin.

If folks are happy with any way they chose?
Then why I am playing the role of dictating to whom?
Cause truth?
Would we want others trying to run our homes?

Sin is here.
Sin is there.
But to decide anyone's lifestyle of sin