Rick Swartzentrover

07-23-1999

People ask me why I praise your name
  They ask because they don't know you like I do.

 

I know you in a tear stained pillow
  And in the giggles of a playing child

 

I know you in the rejection by loved ones
  And in the hungry eyes of a newly saved teen

 

I know you in the regrets for sins past
  And in the countless possibilities that free will offers

 

I know you in the exhaustion of fighting the evil one
  And in the steadfast victory  when the battle is over

 

I know you in the why and how of questions unanswered
  And in the grace  that allows those questions to be asked

 

I know you in the pain of your fallen children
  And in the loving touch of a Christian friend

 

If people knew you like I know you
  They wouldn't ask such silly questions.