Gone Overseas and It’s brought Me To My Knees
Gone overseas to help those in need
Seen so much hurting it's really unnerving
Seen children living in shacks, poor mothers
without any cash, and drunk dads who mistreat and beat
When parents drink the innocence of children shrink.
From one touch, they grow up knowing too much.
I know there's more to life because my Jesus paid the price
he was the ultimate sacrifice
he was the ultimate sacrifice
She was walking alone and it wasn’t her choice, nobody could hear her voice
Now she feels defiled and is about to have a child.
He's been around town and women think he's a clown
Now he has HIV and feels he will never be free
He's been around town and women think he's a clown
Now he has HIV and feels he will never be free
The world has pain but it's not in vain
We nailed him to the cross to pay our cost
A world that doesn’t care is not always fair
but regardless of what has been done
His love will reach above
but regardless of what has been done
His love will reach above
All alone she gives birth, feeling no self worth
How can she care for her daughter when there is no father?
Without thinking twice she leaves her child alone with the mice
Another unwanted kid that has to live and learn to forgive
Jesus knows about pain cuz he was beaten to shame
Rejected and alone he bled and hurt because of our dirt
His blood cleanses away our mud
His blood cleanses away our mud
He doesn’t just pass on by when he hears a child cry
He brings hope to help us cope
He cares when nobody else dares
In our pain, his love can be gained
With gladness he lifts up our sadness
There is nothing to hid when we stand by his side
His hands were pierced with nails, his love will never fail
Grace covers our face regardless of how we’ve been a disgrace
I fall to my knees begging him please
Show me how to love the way you've loved me
I’ve gone overseas only to be brought to my knees
-Ashlee-
What an amazing poem! You have an enviable way of expressing your feelings through the written word. I feel that I able to experience your adventures right along with you. Keep up the good work. Love, Mom
ReplyDeleteWow Ash, that is a powerful poem! Glad to hear that God is not only working through you, but in you as well. Keep running the good race! Matthew 5:14-16
ReplyDeleteThey Ashlee, we know you on your trip, but we hope you can connect soon (FaceBook, this Blog, email, cellular, smoke signals) and give us all an update! Dad (aka Alan)
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