His eyes slowly followed
When I reached for my belt
And I, for a moment
Recalled how it felt
But the boy knew better
He'd been told before
And I wondered was it hurting
Me or him more
Then later that night
When I went to his room
I saw the tears on his cheek
By the light of the moon
And I wanted to hold him
But I didn't, instead
I looked through the window
Toward Heaven and said
Lord does it hurt you
Like it's hurting me
When you have to punish
You're children like me
When fellowship's broken
They no longer trust
Lord does it break your heart
Heaven knows it must
Well, it's times like these
When I plainly see
Lord, you sure have been
A good Father to me
Forgiving me when I see
I've done wrong
And patiently waiting
When I took so long
The next day the boy came
And stood by my side
By the look on his face
He'd swallowed his pride
And said, "I'm sorry for doing
Things I shouldn't do"
And with his arms around me
He said, "I love you"
Lord does it thrill you
Like it's thrilling me
When you have forgiven
Your children like me
When fellowships mended
And again you they trust
Lord does it thrill your heart
Heaven knows it must
Heaven knows it must