Please See Them Through Lord

It Caught The World By Surpirse. 
Oh How It Shocked Us All.
To Have To Watch In Disbievth, 
Have To See The Towers Fall.

How Could They Be So Cure? 
How Could They Be So Mean?
The Memoery Still Hurts,
The Memoery Of All We've Seen,

Always And Forever, 
In My Prayers I'll Hold.
The Memoery Of 911,
And All That Did Unfold.

This World Dear Lord Can Be,
Can Be So Dark And Cold,
But There Is Great Hope,
Knowing You're Paving Streets Of Gold.

So For All The Familys 
Who Lost Loved Ones On This Day.
May You Touch Them Greatly,
Touch Them In A Mighty Way!

May They Know That You Dear Lord,
That You're Still On Your Throne.
May You Reasure Them Jesus,
That They Are Not Alone.

Help Them To Continue On,
As Hard As It May Be.
Hold Them In Your Loving Arms
And Help Them All To See,

That Through This World We All,
All Of Us Must Pass,
So From You My Lord I Also,
From You I Also Ask,

That You'll Lessen All The Pain,
Of The Loved Ones Left Behind.
How I Also Hope And Pray,
That Not One Is Still Blind.

That From It Came Some Good,
From This Day Of Disater,
That All Have Turned To You,
And Have Made You Lord And Master.

That Lives Have Been Changed,
Because Of the Evil Of 911.
That All Have Come To Know,
Know You... As The Begotten Son.


Cathy Jo Moore 
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