As I look back on that September Day
At all of the grief, and the pain
I remember a candlelight vigil,
As they prayed and held hands in the rain.

I was in shock, as I watched on TV
Though I wasn't there, I was down on my knees.
Praying, and asking, "The Lord of Our Nation"
To heal all of their wounds, ease their pain, and frustration.
 

Lord, I know you said in your word, "To Forgive"
But sometimes, that is so hard to do.
When they've taken away all your hopes, and your dreams,
And the lives of those closest to you.

I know that their loved ones, you have taken on home.
And with your sweet angels they sing,
And I know someday soon, we will all get to join them
In A "Heavenly Homecoming," fit for a King.

John 14:18- I will not leave you" comfortless" I will
come to you.

By Vickie Lambdin © 2002
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In memory of all those who lost their lives in the
9-11 tragedy: We all love, and miss you: