Because of Jesus I go free
Because He suffered there for me
Because He stayed and did not run
Because He said 'Your will be done'
...
My dear Mum, I miss you so very much.
Just hearing your voice and feeling your touch.
But you will always be a part of me
living on in every memory.
...
For many years I have sought to be healed.
Paid doctors' fees and to the priests appealed
But alas all my efforts were in vain
And I don't think I will get well again
...
The door was closed firm, and the way was blocked.
It would not open, even though I'd knocked.
So I stood outside, unnoticed by you.
My arms opened wide. I love you, I do.
...
Their eyes were downcast and the pace was slow.
Why these things had happened they did not know.
On their shoulders they bore grief's heavy load
as they walked that long Emmaus Road.
...
My dear, ‘twas fifty years ago when we first met
on a trip to Stratford that I'll never forget.
When as a sweet girl of fourteen you caught my eye
and love first began its great work in this old guy.
...
I had never, ever seen the light of day
and have had to use a stick to find my way.
From womb to tomb is my life going to be
walking in darkness because I cannot see?
...