The love poured over, forming the tears
Each wet trail, a memory of the years
And with my wet face, I lift my eyes
I look for the One who hears my cries
I find Him but I don't ask why
For I needn't know and I needn't try
All I ask for is His helping hand
To wipe away tears and help me stand
Letting go of a life is a hard thing to do
But with faith in Him, we'll get through
The things we've lost, se shouldn't count
Because that life, He has found
Let us all remember that God has a plan
Not one we know, or one we understand
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