Oh Lord, my heart cries out tonight
To join a mother in her fight
A child of yours, a friend of mine
Needs, my Lord, your touch divine
For cancer wracks her body, Lord,
And pain so fierce – that’s cancer’s sword
And begin the healing yet today
For she is one of Your kingdom
We trust Tina to the One we love
Whose very words help us to cope
We read and dwell on Jesus’ prayer
“…Father, if thou be willing,
Remove this cup from me.
Nevertheless not my will,
But thine, be done...” prayed He.
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