I Cannot Tell The Times.

  

I cannot tell the times You came to hold me

When on my knees I wept in bitter pain

For all my sins had piled up right around me

I thought the sun would never shine again.

And yet You came and put Your arms around me

You whispered love, forgiveness, to my heart

You turned me round to face a new day’s dawning

Holding me close, I knew we’d never part.

No-one can tell the pain Your Father’s parting

Left in Your soul that day upon the cross

He could not look at sin and You, the carrier

That we, the guilty, might never know that loss.

I cannot find the words enough, or worthy

To tell the debt I owe, the love I feel

Emotions surge, then fade, and I unworthy

Can only pledge my life as now I kneel.

Wyn Barratt  August 2012