He came and her daughter, who was only seven years old And took her to a farm house, where she was scared and He brutalized and her, and then took out a knife And before it had begun, he took away her
Her mother moaned and wept; her had been defiled But when she looked at the killer the eyes of God She chose to see child
The people wanted vengeance; wanted that killer dead "This man does not to live. Let his sins be on his head." But the mother thought of Jesus, and how he lived within the To execute this maniac would not bring her baby girl
And she moaned and wept And her life had defiled She at the killer through the eyes of God And saw God's child
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 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 killer the eyes of God And saw God's child
And then she helped the killer's family, and many people that She'd within her broken heart, and found where love was at So all you begrudging people, I'm you so you know Take a from Marrietta's book, and let those grudges go
For though she and wept And her had been defiled She looked at the killer through the of God And only saw child