She’s not twenty-five yet,
Divorce papers have been signed,
Two beautiful children with her and,
The physical abuse left behind.
Though she works two jobs to survive,
Still, she’s silent about her days,
And even sitting in the choir loft,
She feels like a cast away.

You’re not the only one Daughter,
Not the first not the last,
Walking into church bearing a load,
We all got a future, present and past,
We can all have Jesus Daughter,
From the first to the last,
We can all know Him as Lord,
Can you hear His Spirit ask?

He feels like an outcast this teen,
Here among where he should belong.
Isn’t that what the words say?
The ones in so many of the songs?
No one is noticing his quiet despair,
Isn’t this supposed to be home?
But he goes to another school
So no one cares where he roams.

You’re not the only one my Son,
Not the first not the last,
Walking in church bearing a load,
We all got a future, present and past,
We can all have Jesus Son,
From the first to the last
We can all know Him as Lord,
Can you hear His Spirit ask?

She’s just turned forty and seldom eats,
Being size six was vital to her mother,
So she chews and spits out most her food,
She has it all, does it all, rushes one place to another,
Always hungry, she just wants an escape,
Today she’s thinking there’s only one way.
Right after morning worship she’ll take those pills,
Sitting there praying, “Lord, show me the way”!

You’re not the only one, Woman,
Not the first not the last,
Walking in church, bearing a load,
We all got a future, present and past,
We can all have Jesus Woman,
From the first to the last,
We can all know Him as Lord,
Can you hear His Spirit ask?

Who you are Friend, doesn’t matter,
What burden you bear not a thing,
The pew you sit in, position you work in,
All the pressures of earthly stings.
Your age, intelligence, status or health,
Don’t mean a thing right now,
And neither does your earthly wealth,
If You’re hurting, God has healing.