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