| With her head hanging low, She weeps While others are deep in slumber She cries for freedom Freedom from painful memories, Memories of violent acts of hate Hate eats her with every tear she bares Karrie is alone. Alone and scared of pain, Painful thoughts bother her rest Longing to rest in the arms of an angel To sleep in the hands of God. Karrie cries. Hours of pain, years of scars Calling,falling, Longing for your hand. She cries, For Comfort from the night For rest from the pain. Yearning, burning Aching soul. Jesus, master, make me whole I know not my way I fear the face of day Years, fears Washed away with all her tears. As she sees the gleam in His eyes, And knows Freedom has been found. She cries no longer Now she is stronger Karrie,be free! Copyright � 2002 Dawn L. S. |