The Hired Hand
I used to dream about my life,
How I wanted to be known.
I wanted to be loved so deep,
And not to be alone.
I wanted to be listened to,
And to talk about my life,
I wanted to share my secrets too,
And be a happy wife.
I never wanted hurt and fear,
I never wanted pain.
I dreamed of something beautiful.
Without a lot of strain.
The dream was smashed,
Some years ago.
My heart grew hard and cold.
My life a mess.
I'd trusted him.
My secrets he had told.
Alone and sad,
I asked for You,
To take away all strife.
I wanted back the dream I'd lost.
I wanted back my life.
You spoke so clear,
My broken heart began to mend and heal,
My dreams all gone.
I opened up and I began to feel.
A shepherd's love redeemed my life,
I began to understand,
The mistake I made revealed to me,
I'd married the hired hand.
( Scripture reference: John 10 )
© 2001 zollywood.com
