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Upon their knees they knelt to pray; Another hour: another day. Two wives with broken hearts did plead Their errant husbands see their need.
Years went by, and still no sign That either man The Lord did find. Yet still not e’er a day went by That these two faithful did not cry,
And ask their God for one day more Than they had sought the day before. Twenty years have come and gone, The intercessors on and on
Have begged and pleaded for each mate, That God would yet postpone their fate, And in His sovereign grace advance For their dear loved one – one more chance.
Finally, husband number one Gave his heart to God’s dear Son. Was it worth it? She in tears Sobs, “Had it been fifty years
Just to see my mate in Christ, Can there be too high a price?” Husband number two has died, Seemingly her prayers denied.
O’er and o’er, God touched his life, Sent him trauma, grief, and strife. Reeling, struggling ‘neath each blow, Still the angry man said, “No.”
Was it worth it? She’ll reply, “Oh, Beloved, oft’ I’d cry. Never did My Lord not hear. Never was My Lord not near.
No, my husband did not come – Never did he trust the Son. But through all the prayer and strife, As I prayed, God changed my life.”
Either way, you cannot lose When the path to pray you choose, And when no answer seems in store Oh, Beloved, pray the more!
