I met Grace some years ago,
She was alone and doing fine.
Her heart was for the lost and sad,
She was quiet and so kind.
She opened up her home to me,
And understood my life.
She'd also been in trouble too.
Her childhood full of strife.
When listening to her story
You could never understand,
How a child could be so abused,
By a mothers hand.
She told me things about those days,
Some memories she'd recall.
The little girl who lived in fear,
Now living in Gods call.
Though Grace was treated so unkind
The light of God shon through.
Her testimony heart wrenching
With incredible breakthrough.
She fled her country some time back,
From the law she had to run.
At the tender age of sixteen,
To Australia she would come.
Even then things happened,
That would scar a child's mind.
But the woman here in front of me
So removed from all behind.
Grace made a life here with her kids,
A friend began to share.
Her partner then a drinking man
Who didn't seem to care.
|
She ended up at church somehow,
She had gone there with her friend,
Her life now changed forever,
Some would think that that's the end.
She's saved and healed and going on,
In God she's going places,
She's healing broken hearted kids
And touching hardened faces.
Who would have thought that little girl
So broken and abused,
Would grow up as this lady,
So mightily being used.
She's spoken of the good news,
She's run straight for her vision,
Of setting free the captives
And saving those in prison.
So many thought that little girl,
Would probably not survive,
But God saw in her a mighty fire
That only He'd revive.
Grace is what's upon her life
And grace has made her strong,
It's time to go back to that land
And restore those things gone wrong.
A Godly call upon her life,
Once broken and so shy,
She's taking back what's rightly hers,
It's time to testify.
Her home, her father and her life,
Had all been snatched away.
She's going back, it's all restored,
She's going back to stay.
© 2001 zollywood.com
|