I'm trying hard not to think you unkind
But Heavenly Father
If you know my heart
Maybe you can read my mind
Good people underneath the sea of grief
Some will find ultimate relief Some get up and walk away
At the ultimate healing we will be Home Free
Home Free eventually
At the ultimate healing
Home Free Oh I gotta feeling
Out in the corridors we pray for life We will be Home Free
Sometimes the good die young
A mother for her baby, A husband for his wife
Though we pray for one more heartbeat
It's sad but true The real comfort is with you
They say pain has little mercy
And suffering's no respector of age or religion
I know every prayer gets answered
But the hardest one to pray is slow to come
Oh Lord, not mine, but Thy will be done ChorusLet it be.
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