Tears were rolling down her cheeks
Just like a gentle rain
Inside her heart was breaking
With a piercing , nagging pain
She felt so low and useless
But she didn’t know just why
As this feeling became stronger
All that she could do was cry
Then it seemed a little clearer
Just like the Bible’s prediction
The Lord was knocking on her door
With something called conviction
Down to her knees she fell indeed
And cried out to all Heaven
Please give me peace inside me Lord
I'm asking that I be forgiven
Like an angry sea after a storm
When billows no longer roll
Is just the way it seemed to her
For the Lord had saved her soul
Tears still poured but praises now
That would take her on through
May I ask without regret
Has this peace been given you?
~*©Raylene Boggs*~2002
