He came and took her daughter, who was only years old And took her to a farm house, she was scared and cold He brutalized and her, and then took out a knife And before it had begun, he took away her
Her moaned and wept; her life had been defiled But when she at the killer through the eyes of God She chose to see God's
The people wanted vengeance; they 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 her baby girl
And though she moaned and And her had been defiled She looked at the killer the eyes of God And saw God's child
Oh how could she him? What did she expect to find? Did she not who this was? Had she completely lost her mind? But the grief had brought her madness, and madness her God And the only peace she could find was to walk where Jesus trod
And though she moaned and And her whole life had defiled She looked at the killer the eyes of God And only saw God's
And then she helped the killer's family, and people after that She'd looked within her broken heart, and found where was at So all you begrudging people, I'm you so you know a leaf from Marrietta's book, and let those grudges go
For she moaned and wept And her life had defiled She at the killer through the eyes of God And only saw child