This Little Life
This little life,
I live on this earth below,
So often torn and filled with strife.
The rugged cross once stood so tall,
It carried the burden of the world,
For Jesus was dying, dying for all.
Oh such pain he had to bear!
Alone with two thieves,
He bled and died to take away my sin.
And then triumphantly he rose.
Above the grave and sorrow he came,
And washing away the pain and woes,
He healed a broken heart.
My life was sinking deep in a hole.
But he came and delivered a life-
This little life of mine!
(Written by Melody Horst)