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I'll Leave It In His Hands

by Margaret Cagle

I stood beside the graveside
Of a dear departed friend.
I found it hard to understand
The way she met her end.

Why did she choose suicide
As a way to end it all,
When she had a loving Savior
Upon whom she could call?

Who am I to be her judge?
I know she was in pain.
Cancer had taken its toll,
And her health began to wane.

She robbed me of a chance
To see her and say,"Goodbye."
"I know she hated goodbyes,"
I said as I continued to cry.

Jesus knows all about it.
Our grief, He understands.
I'll look to Him for comfort
And leave it in His hands.

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