Go Ask

Don’t ask me to explain to you how one could start again

How hardened hearts could soften like a child.

Don’t ask me how to reason out the mysteries of life

Or how to face its problems with a smile.

Go ask the man who’s found the Way

Through tangled roads back home to stay

When all communications were destroyed.

Go ask the child who’s walking now

Who once was crippled

then somehow

Her useless legs were made to jump for joy.

Go ask the one whose burned out mind has been restored;

I think you’ll find the questions not important as before.

Don’t ask me if He’s good or bad;

I only know the guilt I had is gone

And I can’t tell you anymore.

Don’t ask me how to prove to you why I know God is there

And how I know that He could care for you.

Don’t ask my why Someone so great would choose to walk with me

And trade my broken life for one that’s new.

Go ask the child who’s got a dad

To love away the hurt he had

Before this Man called Jesus touched their lives.

Go ask the one whose fears have fled

Whose churning heart was quieted

When Someone whispered “peace” to all her strife.

Go ask the man to tell you more

Whose life was just a raging war

Inside himself until the Savior came.

I don’t pretend to be so wise;

I only know He touched my eyes

And nothing else will ever be the same.

Oh

I don’t pretend to be so wise;

I only know He touched my eyes

And nothing else will ever be the same.