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When my heart was breaking,

       And desperation was taking hold,

You reached down as promised,

       Keeping my heart from growing cold.









You didn't lecture me,    

       Telling me to stand strong.

You didn't say 'fear not,'

       Or tell me my faith was wrong.









I told you my heart was hurting.

       My son would struggle all his life.

I could not bear the pain,

       I begged you to end my strife.









You looked into my crying eyes,

       Telling me to look into your heart.

You showed me that you'd hurt too,

       I wasn't alone from the start!









A mother's heart can take so much

       A breaking point it will reach.

Father, you understand that point,

       And give comfort you don't preach!









The pain I felt, you understood,

       Your only son you watched die.

My pain for my child not unique,

       You share my tears,  

             And together we cry.