There's a lady who happens, our child to be you see,
Loves her Lord with all her heart, one day with Him she'll be,
All the glory of Heaven, there with Him I know,
I can see the light of Him, in her eyes, and know one day she'll go.

She is such a trusting, forgiving person, one need not ask,
She's already in her heart, forgiven every task,
Her heart is as pure as crystal, a hard life she has had,
But through Him, enjoys the good and thrusts away the bad.

She would forgive someone, who hurt her, hug them close and say,
Let us think on it no more, tomorrow's another day:
She loves the little children, with all her heart and soul,
Saving all from any harm, through Him, this is her goal.

I think in Heaven she'd try to love them all, hold them very near,
Knowing through Him she lives, knowing He holds them dear:
Lord, keep her safe here on earth, make her strong again,
She's not proud or boastful, give her life meaning, within.

She loves her family and friends, would stay away the harm,
From anyone who is down, or sends out a danger alarm:
Taking on herself all she can bear, all good she gives,
To all, when through Him, our Kingly Savior she lives.

Copyright © Pearlie Duncan Walker
May 29, 2000

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