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      Oh God, my God, it hurts so bad 
The wrenching agony that fills my breast 
My heart ripped in two, 
Broken in love for my child. 
 
Oh God, my God, I can't bear the pain 
My heart, once to merry and full, 
Now choking from depths unimagined 
Spilling over with helplessness, anger, love. 
 
Oh God, my God, this is my child! 
Once nursed, nurtured, loved, 
Blossoming, a radiant flower. 
Once a kiss would make the ouchies better. 
Oh, that it could be me instead! 
 
Oh God, my God, the path she has traveled 
Oh that it were mine 
If I could only have her once again 
Running, laughing, cuddling, whole again. 
 
Oh God, my God, the torrents of tears I have shed 
Leaving me spent and numb, 
A yawning chasm in the depths of my pain. 
Day blends into night, an endless tunnel. 
 
Oh God, my God, that I could but take away 
The hurt and the pain 
What I would give for her life 
That I could take her place. 
 
Oh God, my God, to think I was dying in my sins 
With eternal torment my due. 
But you have loved me 
With an overwhelming  love. 
You died for me, taking my place. 
 
Oh, the pain you must have endured 
As you atoned upon the cross 
Carrying the sin of all 
Billions upon billions through the millennia 
Providing the only exit from the road to hell. 
 
Oh God, my God, the suffering my child bears, 
The twisting, gnawing pain of my broken heart 
They cannot be measured. 
Yet it is but a drop in your ocean of love. 
 
You endured the cross, the shame, 
The separation, 
So that we might live forever with you, 
Pain-free, suffering no more. 
Whole, in body, soul, and spirit. 
Blossoming as we never could on this sinful earth. 
 
Lord, you know our pain.  You love us. 
Lord, help us find peace in you, 
Comfort from you. 
 
Help me to internalize 
And know with certainty that 
"It will be worth it all 
when we see Jesus." | 
     
    
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      | Copyright © 1997 by Judith E. 
      Garling 
      Permission is granted for you to copy these poems for 
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