He came and her daughter, who was only seven 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 away her life
Her mother moaned and her life had been defiled But when she looked at the killer through the of God She chose to see God's
The people wanted they wanted that killer dead "This man not deserve to live. Let his sins be on his head." But the mother thought of Jesus, and how he within the world To execute this would not bring back her baby girl
And though she moaned and And her life had been She at the killer through the eyes of God And only saw God's
Oh how could she forgive him? What did she expect to Did she not realise who this was? Had she lost her mind? But the grief had brought her madness, and brought her God And the only peace that she could find was to where Jesus trod
And though she and wept And her life had been defiled She looked at the killer the eyes of God And only saw God's
And she helped the killer's family, and many people 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 moaned and And her life had been She looked at the through the eyes of God And only saw God's