Unconditional Love

Here I sit My faithfull little dog and I in a tight knit We watch the rain fall The wind howling it's call With each crack of thunder my dog quivers with fear I hold her close and wait for the sky to clear Then I lay back on my bed Thinking of the raining drops of blood that christ shed No one could understand his pain The day he was slain He gave up all So man would not fall Thank you God for what you've done You've sent your only begotton son The Lord will come soon And the angels will sing their tune The trumpets will sound and all will know the saints are found Through the dead and living christ will comb To find those he will take home.