Andrea's Song
by
Larry W. Hall


No one seemed to want
This little brown eyed beauty
She was pushed from pillar to post
No one would do their duty

The little heart that beat inside
Wondered again and again
Will anyone ever want me
Will I ever find a friend

Why do they scorn me
Why do they yell
Why must they abuse me
My body, it's so frail

Lord, I'll never understand
Why they treat me this way
Please come and help me make it
Through another day

Then came that night
Andrea would meet her fate
Her body was wilting
Her time here was getting late

The pain was almost unbearable
But the abuse hurt worse
Seemed she was just a rag-doll
Born with a curse

Then Jesus looked down
And heard her gentle plea
And said, "I undertsand, my child,
For they did the same to Me."

Come unto me, oh little one,
There's rest for the weary
You're safe in My arms now
You'll never have to worry

They said there wasn't a scream
She never raised her voice
Brutally, they scourged her
She didn't have a choice

This child's life was hopelessly
Doomed from the start
That's why some say she died
Of a broken heart

No more tears or suffering,
No more pain
For I Am the Great Shepherd
I'll never leave you again

Then there was a smile
Where none had ever been
For this little brown eyed beauty
Had finally found a friend