Tears flow from my mothers' eyes...
She's afraid she's going to die...
So she screaming to the Lord...
Why???

Why her Lord???
This made me afraid...
Not because I thought she would die...
But because she's asking you why...
I wonder in my mind is she losing her faith???
Is the pain so much that you can't take it away???
She calls on your name...
Jesus!!!
Jesus!!!
Jesus!!!

It seemed like nothing I do would help...
Because I know she need you...
Lord I'm not strong enough to be you...
I'm not close to being wise enough, nor true...
Thank you Jesus...
Thank you Jesus...
Thank you Jesus...

What is this???
She's screaming out, Thank you...
As though the pain no longer exist...
But I can still hear the pain from the quiver in her lips...
I see it in the tears that fall down the same lips...
I realize that she relied on her faith...
And minutes later when...
I no longer heard the screams...
No longer able to see the tears...
I realized the Lord's work was done here...
So just in case she didn't thank you enough...
Thank you Jesus...