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I got the bad news from the Doctor today.
My health took a turn in the very worst way.
I thought I was healing. Improving my ill plea.
I've learned that my sickness most likely will kill me.
My disease has advanced to the point, I am scared.
To die at my age. Lord, I'm not quite prepared.
I know where I'm going when God calls me home.
It's my children I worry bout. Leaving them alone.
These kids need their daddy, so Father I pray.
Acknowledge this illness and take it away.
I need you to work a great miracle please.
And free me from this Hepatitis disease.
I never thought death would be something that I,
this soon, would be looking it, straight in the eye.
I know there is hope, Lord. I beg you react.
Respond to my prayer please, despite how it's lacked.
How it's lacked the firm faith, you would take it away.
How it's lacked the amount you would have me to pray.
How it's lacked the belief that you'd answer me, true.
How it's lacked all the works you've commanded I do.
God I thank you for keeping my soul out of Hell.
There is still much to do, Father, please make me well.
My life I have given you, add to it's time.
Please don't make me pay for some, long ago, crime.
Let me be an example of your power to heal.
Let me know, without doubt, that your power is real.
Whoever gets hold of this message, I tell.
Please pray for me, would you, that I might get well!