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There once was a boy who stole him a toy,
From a bin at the five and dime.
It wasn't too long before he knew it was wrong,
And lamented deep down his dark crime.
He suffered in silence ashamed of himself, afraid of the wrath of God.
He was convinced he was heading for hell, and a life behind bars on this sod.
Then his Momma came in to his room full of fears
And her eyes said, "It¹s time for a chat."
He made his confession in sorrow and tears
As she held him so close on her lap...
Then swore she heard the angels clap.
(Spoken) And he said to her
(Sung) There's nothing so bad, you can't confide in me love.
No heartache or lasting regret.
Nothing so sad, that you've tried to be free of
That I won't forgive and forget... 'cause I love you, I do,
Oh I love you, its true, yes I love you, I do, you bet!
One rainy morn before a baby was born a wife of five years fell apart.
Through sobs that just choked, a dam finally broke.
She told her husband the ache of her heart.
"Before I met you, when I was in school, I fell mighty hard for this guy.
He was trouble I knew, friends called me a fool,
But I wouldn't let go of the lie.
When we finally broke up I was three months along,
Afraid and ashamed and confused.
I borrowed some money, I know it was wrong,
But I couldn't see clear what to do.
God knows I'm so sorry... do you?
(Spoken) Then he said to her
Most of our life we bleed from a knife, that cuts from the inside out.
We push down the lid, keep the scars hid act like we haven't a doubt.
But now and again a memory slips in, of a moment that filled us with shame.
When we could've or should've in retrospect would've,
But didn't and that's really quite plain.
Somewhere on the journey we need to get quiet, turn off the comfort of noise.
Confess what we've done and not try to deny it,
To the Maker of all girls and boys... then hear Him say as the angels rejoice.