As I sit and contemplate.

I watch the clouds dance in the skies.

The birds sing in harmony.

But my heart, it does not sing.

I feel the peace of the world outside.

Yet the pain of my friend tangles within.

I speak to my Lord.

Asking for his hand.

To guide me to a better understanding.

Why pain is inflicted,

On one so young.

My Lord doth guide me.

My anger he takes.

He shows me the wisdom.

Which road to take.

I hold out my hand.

He takes it with love.

Showing me the path.

The way to my heart.

As I sit and contemplate.

I watch the clouds roll in.

The rain falls to clear my soul.

My path,

His wisdom I hold.

My heart sings in harmony

With the birds I hear outside.

I know what to do now!

Trust in Him!

My father, My Heart and My Lord