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My God Did Not Do This To Me

My God did not do this to me

Contrary to what you believe,

He could never just take away

The child he let me conceive.

 

He has no reason to hurt me,

To bring me, His child, such pain,

For my Father's weeping you see,

As I kneel and cry out his name.

 

Satan wants me to blame my Lord

And to curse his name as I cry,

But God won't hear an unkind word,

He didn't make my baby die.

 

So Satan slither far from me,

I only blame you for my loss,

God has felt this same pain you see

As his own son died on the cross.

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