He and took her daughter, who was only seven years old And took her to a farm house, she was scared and cold He brutalized and hurt her, and then out a knife And it had begun, he took away her life
Her mother moaned and wept; her life had defiled But when she looked at the through the eyes of God She chose to see child
The people wanted vengeance; they wanted killer dead "This man does not deserve to live. Let his be on his head." But the mother thought of Jesus, and how he within the world To execute this maniac would not back her baby girl
And though she and wept And her life had defiled She looked at the killer through the of God And saw God's child
Oh how could she forgive him? What did she to find? Did she not realise who this Had she completely lost her mind? But the grief had brought her madness, and brought her God And the only peace that she could was to walk where Jesus trod
And though she and wept And her whole had been defiled She looked at the through the eyes of God And only saw God's
And then she helped the killer's family, and many people that She'd looked within her heart, and found where love was at So all you begrudging people, I'm you so you know a leaf from Marrietta's book, and let those grudges go
For though she moaned and And her life had been She looked at the killer the eyes of God And only saw child