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Created on: February 06, 2009
God Won't Forget Your Sacrifices
I said to the Lord
My God, my God don't you see
All the things that are put on me
I do Your work every night and day
And when things don't go my way
Constantly to you I'll pray
"Why do thing go wrong?"
My Lord, my Lord can't you tell
That sometimes things don't go so well
I try to do what's best and right
And also stay precious in Your sight
Most times I want to give up the fight
I tire of the mess I see
Jehovah, Jehovah please let me know
Why some things will or will not go
The things I do for people, You see
Makes them take advantage of me
And from their presence I sometimes flee
And sit and cry all night long
So Lord, my Lord what shall I do,
To keep on loving and honoring You?
When people use me, I hold my peace
And try to remember that this will cease
And that there's a lesson You're trying to teach
Oh Lord, how many sacrifices must there be?
The Lord replied
My child, my child, do not fret
I haven't forgotten about you yet
I know this way may seem so hard
I hear you crying "Oh, my God!"
You feel broken, hurt, strained, and scarred
And also pain to your very core.
My son, my son, please do not fear
I know things seem worse year and year
You've tried to make it, but it just seems
You're living way beyond your means
And you want to throw away all your hopes and dreams
But, my son, don't do that yet
Daughter, my daughter, all is not lost
The people who mistreat you have guilty spots
They think they may have gotten away
With abusing you everyday
But, still, for them I want you to pray
Because their sins will multiply all the more
My child, sweet child, the ultimate price
Was paid by Jesus, who gave His life
He died on the cross so you can live
So of your hearts freely give
And since you'll do that, I'm positive
That your sacrifices I won't forget
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