Each day I wake, that is when I arise.
Will it be a day of joy or surprise?
The pain I bear is so severe,
It’s a wonder at all that that I am here,
Each day that passes, is another day gained.
It is something I thought, I would never attain.
If only the pain would pass me by,
I’d smile with joy, and heave a sigh,
But I suppose the lord knows what he’s about,
Of that I’m sure there is no doubt.
But why was I chosen this burden to bear?
It seems so unjust, and really unfair.
I’ve helped so man y along the road,
So why do I have to carry this load?
Maybe the day will come when I’ll know,
Why he above planned it for me just so.