Was it a weak thing to wash your face with tears?
Who said so, who knows you
enough to understand…
Was it a mistake to make a mom out of a pillow?
‘cause the real one has gone
gone, gone away…
Who dares to accuse you of not paying attention?
To the lessons of life and love
Which you were not even taught…
Just remember what I say, Betty, when somebody hurls
The first stone, the first stare, the first sign of abandon…
I didn’t come to call those who think that they are right
I come to those who dare to say that they are wounded and blind
To the guilty and the sinner…
To the crier and the mourner…
To the dead, to come alive!
Who dares to wound you with the sword of hate?
When they didn’t even know your name
And even less your heart…
And who dares to care when you wouldn’t speak?
Because your heart is screaming
Silent shouts for love…oh
Just remember what I did, Betty, when I agonized and bled
the last blood, the last drop, the last cup of pain
I did come to catch your tears coming down from your eyes
I did come to say you are my love, my daughter, and my blood
Has washed you clean of guilt and sin…
Has washed you free to live again…
This time forever, never to end!
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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Wonderful, emotional, with great imagery. You pull the reader in well.
The transition between verse and refrain would be better actually sung. Is it to music?
Nineteen years old?! You have much talent, thank you serving God.
God bless and keep writing.