My eyes were opened yesterday -
The second time in years.
I should have known that if I prayed
An answer would unfold.
A finger touched my shoulder and
I know I felt the touch
Of a gentle and a guiding hand
Prodding me to Him.
And I saw the teary eyes
And I saw the reaching hands
And I saw the broken hearts
of children.
My hearts was broken yesterday -
The second time in years.
Before me opened a certain Way
That I'd been looking for.
A voice whispered in my ear
I know I heard a voice.
Though physically I did not hear
I felt the words so very clear.
And I saw the teary eyes
And I saw the reaching hands
And I saw the broken hearts
of children.
Wait, little ones, beloved of God.
Wait, for I am coming.
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