© 2007 Robert Lydiate

The pain of life has made me cry

And sometimes even wish to die

Love destroyed, hope all but lost

They that hurt never count the cost

They look to fill their enormous hole

At the cost of my little boy soul

They touch, they yell, they turn away

And don't count the cost I would have to pay

They I look up and there You are

Upon Your body You bear my scars

Your love reaches out to my little boy soul

And heals my heart and makes me whole