He came and took her daughter, who was only years old And her to a farm house, where she was scared and cold He brutalized and hurt her, and took out a knife And before it had begun, he took her life
Her mother moaned and wept; her had been defiled But she looked at the killer through the eyes of God She chose to see God's
The wanted vengeance; they wanted that killer dead "This man not deserve to live. Let his sins be on his head." But the mother of Jesus, and how he lived within the world To execute this maniac not bring back her baby girl
And she moaned and wept And her life had defiled She looked at the killer the eyes of God And only saw 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 brought her madness, and brought her God And the only peace that she could find was to walk Jesus trod
And though she moaned and And her whole life had been 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 after 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 leaf from Marrietta's book, and let grudges go
For though she moaned and And her had been defiled She looked at the killer through the of God And only saw God's