The world was in chaos
Dripping down in sin
I must destroy this world
This world must end
Prepare me a body
I will redeem man
I will take his sins upon me
And help him understand

This is my only son
I send down to the world
To redeem man of his sin
And show him how to love
I will supply riches
According to man need
This is my beloved son
In whom I am well pleased

I am God, I am love
I created man
And my son will
Redeem the world
To die is to gain
And the victory is sought
My son came into this world
And his own received him not

I gave all that I had
Because I love man
I created this world, and
I brought forth this land
I am God, I am love
I am the greatest
Throughout this world

By my stripes, you are heal
Through the blood of my son
This world shall live
I gave to you my only son
And now on earth
His work is done.

I remember when the world
Was filled with love
Laughter, kindness, friendship
And amazing hugs
We use to help and show
Affections toward our brother
Now we fight, and
Bad mouth one another

There was a time when
We care what went on
And parents wouldn't leave
Their children alone
Preachers was concern when
A Christian fell down
Help would always come
From miles around

What happen to the joy that
Use to be in this world
What happen to the laughter
The kindness and the love
Why are we killing, and
Destroying precious life
What makes us argue, and
What makes us fight

We use to borrow a cup
Of sugar from our neighbor
Join hand in prayer
Setting at the breakfast table
We would help each other
As far as we were able
With a kind heart we would
Always return the favor

Envy, jealously, hatred, and lust
Has penetrated our heart
Relationship, friendship, and
Marriages torn apart
What happen to the joy
That made us what we are
We once spoke of peace
But now what we see is war

What happen to the times when
Your child could play with mine
And go to school in peace without
Someone committing a crime
What happen to the safety
We once felt in this world
And where is the peace, and
What happen to the love

What happen to the smiles we
Once wore upon our face
What happen to the moments
What happen to the days
What happen to the way
Times use to be,
When we felt excited, happy
And free??????????

Laughter is good medicine
That somehow heals I’m told
It lifts, it mends, broken
And torn souls
Laughter is the beauty
That comes from within
It has no measures
It has no end

Laughter lifts the mind from
Things that weigh you down
It conquers any situation
To bring you back around
So laugh in the morning
Night, noon, and day
Let laughter mend your soul
Let laughter have its way

My children came into my
Room one winter afternoon
My daughter softly said
Mama we tried to tell you this
Sometime in the middle of June
We have all decided that we
Have our own life to live
Somewhere down the line
Something had to give

We have decided to take
You to a home and we
Hope you like it there
Nurses around the clock and
People that really care
I can’t began to tell you
What I felt in my heart
Everything I lived for now
Suddenly torn apart

I saw no regret as I
Looked in their face                                                                          
My son said mama learn to like it
Because here you will spend
The rest of your days
They picked me up and tossed
Me around like a rag doll
I could feel the heat inside as
My blood began to boil

Two months in that home
My worst fears came to pass
Orderly slapping me around
While others stood back and laugh
They rolled up a newspaper
And hit me on the head
When I needed to use the bed pan
They laughed and said use your bed
I had no strength in my legs
To carry me to the bathroom
Because of that I laid in
My own waste all afternoon

A young girl came to my room
Carrying my dinner tray                                                                      
She took her gin pouring
It in my tea, and said
Drink and eat hearty today
Where are my children
Must this continue be
What did I do so wrong
For this to happen to me?
I heard about the treatment the
Elderly endure while living in
This place they call home
But I always knew that in my
Heart here I didn't belong

My worst fears in
My whole entire life
Has finally come to pass
I have no more strength
Don’t know how long I will last
There’s nothing I want more
Than to be release from this torment
When I asked my kids to get me out
It turned into an argument
My children said they couldn't
Care for me they rather be alone                                                                  
And that I should try to get
Use to my brand new home

They have children and what
Goes around will come around
As they will plainly see
And they will someday regret
What they didn't have to do to me
I am going to see my Lord
He won’t let this go on
Soon I will be from earth bound
Settling in my Heavenly home
When I see Jesus it will be
Worth the suffering and the pain
My worst fears will have died
And eternal happiness I will gain

I had many sleepless nights
And walked a painful path
Sorrow, heartache and pain
I remembered from my past
I've done many things
I know wasn't right
And the skeletons in my closet
Came back to hunt my life
  
In my strongest hour, I
Found myself to be weak
And I shared all night passion
With strangers in the street
I thought they would love me
When I gave them my all
I didn't resist temptation, I
Answered many calls
  
I somehow fell in love
And met a wonderful man
If he found out about the
Skeleton in my closet
He wouldn't understand
My past is now the present
That has surface to the light
The place that kept my secrets
Is now what hunts my life
  
I bear the truth in my heart
Silent as a Lamb
When he finds out
The truth, will he
Know the type of
Woman that I am
  
The skeletons in my closet
I kept them locked away
To ashamed to speak of them
Until this very day
If I tell him the truth
His love I will lose
I feel like I am trapped
I feel like a fool
  
If I had the power to go
Back and change my life
I would have no pain
And no more sleepless nights
I would have no secrets
For no one to understand
Only joy and peace, somewhere
Happy with my man!

Lord I have sinned, and done many things wrong
I lay before you as dirt, on the floor of my home
I spoke bad words, and lied every now and then
I been down for so long, I feel this is the end.
I never been to jail, but yet I am not free
Tell me Lord, why would you want me?
  
Lord I feel that I am not worthy to be call your child
I get so mean sometimes, it hurt me to smile
While you are looking down Lord, tell me what you see,
And why would you want an old sinner like me?
  
The Lord replied;
  
I made you in my own image,
I made you to be a man
I made you to rule over beast,
and throughout the land.
I sent my son Jesus down to die on the cross
To save an old sinner like you that was lost.
Come to me, and let me give you rest
Let me clean those filthy rags, and
Make you at your best
I don’t care who you are, or what you now see
By the blood of Jesus, you are now set free.
When I look down I see an Angel to be
And you ask; Lord why do you want me?
  
I am your father, and you are my child
Let me help you, and give you a new smile.
There is eternal life, and everlasting peace
In heaven you rejoice, are happy and free.
My child you are strong, and no longer weak,
You now have the answer you so faithfully seek.

Some people have left God
And reaching for the Psychic line
Only two ninety nine a minute
And false information you are buying.
Will I get married and be happy as can be?
Why call the Psychic line, Jesus gives
The information free.
  
You refuse to fast and pray
It takes up too much time
So you pick up the telephone
And call the psychic line
I lost my wife, is my husband coming back?
I need to call the psychic line to get
The basic facts.
  
What you do not understand is
What you fail to see
The answer lives in Jesus who
Died on Calvary
Never be quick to believe, what’s on TV
And never forget the man
That died to set you free

The answer is not in the psychic line
So erase it from your head.
The answer lives in a man that
God raised from the dead
If you believe I speak the truth, then
Get your business straight
And divorce the psychic line before
It’s too late.