To Show That I Understand Your Pain

When I was young so long ago, Threatened I was though I didn't know, My parents feared as to my fate, Afraid that the doctors would be too late. And the doctors did all that they could, For the fear of my parents they understood, They opened my skull and saw the mass, Knowing that they had to work fast. Many at the time thought those efforts to be in vain, As my life the tumor continued to drain, But those doctor's efforts weren't destined to be lost, For God had not let my death be the cost. To show that I understand what it is you're going through, My choir is here to carol for you, For Christmas is the time of giving; as God's done, And I do hope this will bring peace to everyone