These words were sincere as the man spoke,
He had asked Jesus for a miracle to spare his child,
His words came with expectation and with hope
Caused by those who thrive on terror,
Hate nourished their very thoughts and minds
They were void of even considering their error.
Children, men, and women; all innocent of this deed,
Our sorrow knows no bounds as we moan our loss,
Why, why would men be so vile? What was their need?
From their souls came seeds of destruction they have sown.
Lord, help me to draw upon your forgiveness,
Because I have nothing left to forgive on my own.
Let me understand how you are able to forgive,
Even these awful men who sinned against you,
Teach me Lord, show me your heart and the way to live.
Did you love those who hated you, even as you died?
And still the miserable sinners who devise wickedness?
Did you have me in mind when you gave your life?
I pray for those who lost family, and those who survived.
Lord Help my unbelief, help my un-forgiveness,
Teach me to forgive as you have shown us by your life.
by Hazel Moon