The Loser

There was a guy who was a real loser Only because he was quite a boozer. He'd drink and drink and drink all day Then he'd drink the night away. He could not keep a job because of his habit Always blaming something else, as he drank about it. He would talk at the bar as he was a real gab Couldn't pay for his drinks, so they kept a tab. After losing a job for the fourth or fifth time He almost went into a life of crime. He didn't know how to get out of this hole And always seemed to be on the dole. One night on his way to another bar He heard some singing from a church not far. The music enticed him for a look see Imagine his surprise at inside there who'd be. It was a young girl, maybe nine or ten He hadn't seen her since he could remember when. Her angelic face was one of the keys With her sweet voice...brought him to his knees. He knew at once he was being shamed By a power so great, now only he himself could be blamed. For there was the Lord asking him, "Why, Did his little girl come to the church and cry?" The quiet words that a child implored Heard up in heaven, by the Almighty Lord. It was that moment when grace grasped him Shook him awake, to recognize his sin. After that night he cleaned up his act For with the Lord he had made a pact. From now on, sober would he be And his daughter again, her father would see. For the Lord had heard the prayers of this little child Turned to her father, making him timid and mild. Many years went by as then these two Once again, into a family grew. He found a job that he worked for the next twenty years Thanking God each night, as he fought back the tears. So, if there is something that you need in your life Put it in the hands of the Almighty, Who alone can calm your strife.