Darkness surrounds me –
Black behind me,
Black beside me,
But His light is before me.
So many pass me,
Walking into the deep night.
I did not dare look at one,
Until a Voice rang out inside.
“Look at her – the girl with death in her eyes.”
I looked into her eyes and saw
Burning, smouldering, hungry flames.
Terrifying darkness pervades, controls
The girl with death in her eyes.
“She deserves to be told.”
How, oh Lord? HOW?
I don’t know her. I’m too scared.
So I walked on.
These doubts kept nagging,
Cutting me inside.
Still I walked on.
No! I cannot let this happen!
“Wait!” I called out to her.
But I stopped just in time to hear her scream pierce the empty, dark silence
– and my soul.
It was too late for the girl with death in her eyes.
What have I done! I didn’t know!
But I did.
This pain is choking me, strangling me, stabbing me.
LORD, TAKE IT AWAY!
But I need it, Lord, I know.
Don’t take it from me,
Don’t let me forget
The high price for leaving
The girl with death in her eyes.
There is a girl with death in her eyes.
