I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU
© Words & Music By Sonja Peterson & Martha Miranda

I have lost so many things
Family, friends and more
I have suffered pain on pain
Following after the LORD
For He leads in paths of sorrow
And down into the valleys of tears
And back again to face the mountains
That every day and night appear

I have cried till there are none
No more tears to cry
And I have hurt till I did break
From the losses down here
And I have wondered why
The hatred for the LORD, so dear
Causes men to hate me too
Because He is my LORD

And then a voice so still and pure
Echoes through my soul
I told you while I was with you
All the pain you would bear
I told you, Men would hate you
I told you, They would curse you
I told you, They would kill you
All because of Me

There is no loss too great
That I cannot make it up to you
There is no pain so fearful
That I cannot make you whole again
There is no sorrow so painful
I cannot cause it to be swallowed up
In just the pure joy that comes from Me
And bounces from Me to you

So let it all go, and hold on
To what replaces the pain
And let it all be healed over and over
In my love that flows down on you
And let your heart be always stilled
From the fears of the world
For there is no loss so great you bear
That I shall not make it up to you

From Cassette Tape HOLY IS THE PROMISED ONE
(SM 271)

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