The room is quiet,
my daughter sleeps.
The IV and the drugs help;
the pain is keen.
As I go through this trial
his tender love comforts me,
giving me strength to endure,
his beloved voice so sweet!
He shines in the night,
speaking words of comfort,
his presence, my delight!
Lets live in reverent fear
of Him Who Sees
until we get to Heaven
where all our tears shall cease!
May the love of Christ
fill and control our lives.
To the old way we have died
no longer living for ourselves
but to please Him
who died and rose again
to take us on eagle´s wings
and bring us to Himself!
