When I was ten on Saturday I’d do chores in the morning time,

To earn a dime for the matinee and for popcorn so divine.

Sometimes a show or the swimmin’ hole, my joy was mine to choose,

Then one day I lost my dad and my life got so confused.

 I moved in with my great aunt, ‘cause we lost our house that year,

My Mom moved in with my Grand Ma Bess and that’s when I began to fear.

Gone were the days of divine popcorn and Saturday matinees,

The money for chores bought my school clothes; I went hungry on some days.

 My world turned all upside down, I didn’t understand,

Had I been bad, had it been my fault?  I lost a life so grand. 

I grew up and I left home and became a business man,

I found a wife and had one son, my life again was grand.

I didn’t grow up in a Christian home, but I was taught the golden rule,

The only church I ever knew was vacation bible school.

Life was good until my second son was born and couldn’t breathe,

It’s when my world came crashing down, to God I screamed my pleas.

 In the chapel in the hospital I fell down to my knees,

Dear God, Dear God, please heal my boy, save his life for me.

Had I been bad, was it my fault?  I’d loose a son so grand.

As I looked up and saw a stained glass cross, I began to understand.

Loosing my Dad and going hungry sometimes was God’s way of showing me,

As a growing boy and now a man, nothing had changed for me.

I needed him then, even more so now, as I prayed for my sick sick boy,

That the only way God could hear my plea was through Jesus you see.

 The lessons came back in a blinding flash from vacation bible school,

I’d gone my way and forgot about God just living the golden rule.

Suddenly I realized then and there God couldn’t hear my plea,

Because the only way to God above was through Jesus Christ you see.

 I felt a hand upon my arm and prayed for my lost soul,

I ask Jesus Christ into my heart and for Him to take control.

I then asked God though Christ my Lord to heal my beloved son,

I also prayed Thy will not mine and His perfect will be done.

 I opened my eyes and saw the Doc shake his head and cry,

And right then I knew the truth, my baby boy had died.

Again my world turned upside down, I didn’t understand,

Had I been bad, Had it been my fault?  God help me understand.

Many years have come and gone since I lost my son,

He was so sick he would have died before the age of one.

God took my son and blessed me with and daughter and two more boys,

It’s all because I got on my knees and ask for His great joy.

That great joy is Jesus Christ, God’s one and only Son,

Accept Him now, He loves you so, don’t leave this undone.

The love of God and the sins of man are separated my one thing,

It is the life of Jesus Christ and the sacrifice He brings.

God didn’t take my firstborn son because I had been bad,

It’s just because the world’s this way and because of sin so sad.

I didn’t pay the ultimate price; I have a daughter and two more sons,

God’s the one who paid that price, ‘cause He had only one.

 Copyright 2004  JEC