Comments about Elizabeth Thomas
Its Hurting God
Lord i come to you,
Let me be with you.
I cheat you everyday,
Each day of my life,
But you never stop caring,
Nor do you stop loving.
You keep loving more and more,
Holding me closer day by day.
Its hard for me to believe today,
You fear the thought of losing me.
Lord your love is true and pure,
You cant see your children hurt.
And love made you choose,
To take the pain and hurt all alone.
Everyday, each minute,
Every second, you are hurt,
Your heart is bleeding everyday,
Your wounds dont heal anyday.
You gave us eyes,