A Loving Man

When I was just a little girl
my mom would say to me,
"Get ready now, we're going to church"
and a smile on her face I'd see.

She told me of a loving man
who died upon a cross.
To save us all from worldly sin,
He willingly paid the cost.

I really didn't understand
'til many years passed by.
I really never understood
just why my Saviour died.

But, as I learned more of this man,
I knew He was my friend.
I knew He'd never leave me,
He'd be with me 'til life's end.

Then He'll take my hand and lead me
to my home that He prepared
Where I'll live in peace forever
just because my Saviour cared.

Copyright  - Gloria Martel