Home Free (for Sandra)

I'm trying hard not to think You unkind

But Heavenly Father, if You know my heart

Surely You can read my mind

Good people underneath a sea of grief

Some get up and walk away

Some will find ultimate relief

(Chorus)

Home free - eventually

At the ultimate healing

We will be home free

Home free

Oh, I've got a feeling

At the ultimate healing

We will be home free

Out in the corridors we pray for life

A mother for her baby

A husband for his wife

Sometimes the good die young

It's sad but true

And while we pray for one more heartbeat

The real comfort is with You

Pain has little mercy

Suffering's no respecter of age

Of race or position

I know every prayer gets answered

But the hardest one to pray is slow to come

Oh lord, not mine

But Your will be done

(Chorus)