When you see a soul hurt or tortured, in pain
Do you walk past?
Stop?
Or run away
You probably can't help them
You won't understand why
Just being there to listen
Can save a life
No judging, no lecture, no telling you so
Just hold them and listen
Till the fear starts to go
Fear of living or dying
Loving or loss
A body to hold them till the pain has passed
Now look at them closely for all you will see
Is a reflection of all that you'll ever be
The new Samaritan is me
It is also in you
In a world full of pain
Only love can break through
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 9:12 PM UTC
When you see a soul hurt or tortured, in pain
Do you walk past?
Stop?
Or run away
You probably can't help them
You won't understand why
Just being there to listen
Can save a life
No judging, no lecture, no telling you so
Just hold them and listen
Till the fear starts to go
Fear of living or dying
Loving or loss
A body to hold them till the pain has passed
Now look at them closely for all you will see
Is a reflection of all that you'll ever be
The new Samaritan is me
It is also in you
In a world full of pain
Only love can break through
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