Stained glass eyes looking down on me
but I wonder sometimes, could they possibly see
how the thing I always want
is the thing He doesn't give
not that I'm not gratefulfor all the other gifts
Just that I'm ageing, and I can hear the clock tick
I need to know
that Your hand is on my shoulder
I need to know
that my story is far from over
I need to know
that someday, someone will love me
And the Lord said, "Why wouldn't he?"
We've packed up all the boxes
now we're packing paper bags
Mama's dusty cookbooks, Barbie shoes, old diaper rags
Have you forgotten them, Lord? How is it fair?
They lift their eyes to You
while their old dreams disappear
I need to know
that Your arms are around their shoulders
I need to know
that their story is far from over
I need to know
that You'll provide for them for all of their days
And the Lord said, "Haven't I always?"
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