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How grand it can be Now that I finally know You have always loved me I bear the scars of a troubled past Some are scars that can’t be seen They are tough, sort of like a cast That doesn’t let you breathe I carry these scars around with me Only I know that they are there They don’t represent who I want to be And it doesn’t mean I don’t care These are scars of a particular kind A memory I want to shed I pray with these souls in mind Each night before I go off to bed They are of children I never knew They weren’t even given a chance Oh my God, what did I do? It didn’t seem harmful at first glance I pray for your divine mercy to come in To my soul and into my heart Without you I know I can’t win And I’m asking for a new start Set these souls free to fly with you With your son Jesus and his Mother This is what I need you to do So that I may discover The forgiveness you bestow How grand it can be Now that I finally know You have always loved me by francine bregio |
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