My God,
...from with to without
little deaths along the way,
nursing babes cry
when momma's breasts run dry. 

My God,
...from with to without
little deaths along the way,
lost kids don't mind
until it's daddy's hand
they can't find. 

Why have You
...from with to without
little deaths along the way,
young love begins with hi
but hearts do break
with the first goodbye. 

Forsaken me?
...from with to without
little deaths along the way,
sons and daughters can't know
true left alone
until their parents up and go.

My God, my God,
Thank You for
Forgiveness free,
Promising all with and no doubt,
there's No big death for me.
 

Psalm 22:1
Matthew 27:46
Mark 15:34