Why doesn't GOD take all the pain,
That we feel so much of here,
And make it just a useless word,
Make it all just disappear?
And why doesn't GOD take sickness,
And all the ills of day to day,
Children's hospitals and chemo,
Make them all just go away?
Why didn't GOD make all men good,
And let not one man be poor,
And why can't we live in paradise,
The way they did before?
I know within my heart that GOD,
Can make all these things true,
But I'm not supposed to question,
Just what GOD will do.
With just my faith I will believe,
In the perfection of his plan,
For he knows every single thing,
In the heart of every man.