Surgery after surgery tough through it all
A tired worn down body has had ennough and ready to fall.

NEVER being angry with God fo5r making me an exampleKnowing he'll never give me anything more than I can handle.

But I now live with an illness too many, an internal disease
my tattered body never at ease.

For those who resent me and wish me gone
Do your dance and have your victory song.

But those who love me and hold me dear
Just always know I'm ever so near.

Because up in heaven my peace awaits
hopefully my chance to see the pearly gates.

I will be happy again and without pain
All the joy and riches I hope to gain.

I love you all with every beat of my heart
Trust in this we will never truly be apart!