It’s Not The End
I received the terrible news today
Of a disease within my bones;
God, I really need you now.
I can’t fight this on my own.
This cancer wants to kill me,
And bring my life to an end;
Jesus, why did this happen?
Is it because I have sinned?
Lord, I’ve only lived to twenty.
There are things I want to do;
So many places I want to see,
And dreams to come true.
I'll meditate on Your scriptures.
You promise to restore health to me;
I'm healed by Your stripes.
I'm healed of this disease!
Faithfully, I'll shout Your Word,
And proclaim healing every day;
Help me, Lord, to not give up.
Give me strength to pray.
They told me how long I'll live,
But I won't believe what I heard;
Man can't count the number of my days.
I believe God's promise in His Word.
By Jennifer O'Connor