He came and her daughter, who was only seven years old And took her to a farm house, where she was scared and He and hurt her, and then took out a knife And before it had begun, he away her life
Her mother moaned and wept; her life had been But when she at the killer through the eyes of God She chose to see child
The wanted vengeance; they wanted that killer dead "This man does not deserve to live. Let his be on his head." But the mother of Jesus, and how he lived within the world To execute this maniac would not bring back her girl
And though she moaned and And her life had been She looked at the through the eyes of God And only saw child
Oh how could she forgive him? did she expect to find? Did she not realise who this was? Had she lost her mind? But the had brought her madness, and madness brought her God And the only peace that she find was to walk where Jesus trod
And she moaned and wept And her whole life had defiled She looked at the through the eyes of God And only saw child
And then she helped the killer's family, and many after that looked within her broken heart, and found where love was at So all you begrudging people, I'm you so you know Take a leaf from Marrietta's book, and let those go
For though she and wept And her life had been She looked at the killer through the of God And only saw God's