Here on this ground my child has played
and on my knee I here have prayed
an unanswered prayer, a faith was lost
for a mighty God took what I loved most
an innocent boy with eyes of love
torn from my arms, called from above
my life, my faith both died with him
once a book of light, to my new eyes dim
Am I to love so cruel a thing
that stole away my very being?
Yes, here on this ground my child has played.
Created: Jan 28, 2010Image Media