I still keep the pictures up of who we lost
Joy is a memory that I forgot
Life wasn't fair to us
A cold room and all alone
I cry tonight, my prayers are angry words
They're questions why life wasn't fair to us
You're healer to the broken
Shepherd to the lost
Father to the orphan
Adopted by the cross
There's comfort in Your arms
It's where our healing starts
Our only hope is Jesus
Even though I walk down broken roads
I will never have to walk alone
When I cannot stand on my own feet, You will carry me
OUR ONLY HOPE IS JESUS
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