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Prodigal
Son
It's a crushing sensation,
which I feel When my thoughts drift toward you My heart I know…Is slowly
breaking And there is nothing that I can do
How can a mother tear away from
a child And the only son, to whom she gave birth How do I make my mind
forget… Happy times you brought, and their worth
My daughters, I hold dear to
me They too…. Are precious and sweet But Son, you are needed at my
side To make my happiness complete……
As sure as there is a God up
above I'll still hold faith…you will return First to the "Lord" That
redeemed you Second, to your family that yearn…..
So, until that time, my wayward
Son I'll pray the Lord ...wipe away my tears And when the turning of your
back is done You'll appear…With God answering my prayers
Judith Johnson
Kypta
Isaiah 65:24 "And it shall
come to pass, that before they Call,
I will answer; while they are
yet speaking I will hear"

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