How could He not keep you, once He’d had a glimpse,
Of your incredible light and the supernova of your existence?
It would be selfish to think that we could hold onto you,
When your very heart was larger than all we know.

How could He not keep you, once He’d had you near,
Once he’d heard you sing His praises in reverence and joy?
It would be foolish to think that any being could know
Such a beautiful soul, and let it slip away.

How could He not keep you, once He’d seen your Grace,
Your gentleness and kindness, the way you showed us love?
It would be dishonesty to say that, all being said,
I wouldn’t have done the same.

How could anyone not love you, once they knew your soul,
The way you ran after Jesus, the way you inspired life in us all?
It would be a darker world had you not been in it,
If you had not walked alongside us, a breath of glorious sunshine.

We prayed that you would open your eyes,
But you opened them in Heaven.

Blonde hair, blue eyes
In the night she cries and cries..
It was four years ago of living hell
But you've made it fairly well

You were blind
You could not see
All that you were ending

But He saved you from yourself
Picked you up out of the dirt
Cleaned you up and restored you
He gave you life and authority
There's no reason to remain
Full of shame and cloaked in pain

I learned from you, Mary.
You're NOT forever 15.

So much on my heart tonight
So much on my mind
And if I could I'd ask, Why?
Why look back?
Stepping back is no way to walk into the future
You're stronger than the past
You're better than you know
You are not who you were
You're not alone
Talitha Koum

I may be steering in the wrong direction
But this feels familiar. Broken
I recognize this hurt too well
Discernment has something to tell

I may be selfish for hurting
But I know you're hurting too
By life which is so unexpected
With changes made, some regretted
But the battle is not yours
Flesh is not made to win the war
I know your scarred and tired
But merely your weakness is required

God has you
He's been holding your hand
He's picked you up now for your legs have grown feeble
Steady now He walks with you as your tears hit His shoulder
Collecting them, He cries too
He knows the pain that's gripping you

But remember, dear child, His promise to you
He will give you rest.
In the midst of every burden, little one,
He will give you rest.

Repetitive screams of demons past
Failed scenarios and self doubt
Being able to see the light and not feel warmth
Reaching for that saving hand that streaches down
Only to watch this now my last chance to live
I fade from life as it disappears into the murky abyss
Knowing this is my last breathe
What is on my mind at this moment?
A sorrowful countenance revels so much regret
I wish... if only... one more chance? Please?

I understand all in that last moment so clearly
As if looking from the outside in
I understand and know
And all that is heard is a loving and strong voice say
"Talitha koum"