Triumph Of Mercy

Weeks of hideous pain bent me down
Doctor gave me asprin to ease the pain

Soon a blood test revealed the brutal force

I had been inflicted with the worst... Luekaemia

Chemotherapy began the process off
Powerful but destructive drugs infused into my Blood

The only way out, but hideous pain
Cry out to God in the night

He blesses his children with sleep

But little did I know that the real pain was coming
What is known as a bone marrow transplant, was my only chance they said

Chemotherapy was just a 1% chance
But if I could find a donor with identical stem cells

I could have a 25-40% chance of cure, survival

78% of sufferers never find a donor but something interesting was there in my case
God had given me my father's stem cells, perfect for the transplant

God doesn't work by percentages
We trusted God with all our heart
My dad had had skin cancer
Any remaining melanoma would surely have taken my life
The immense suffering of a bone marrow transplant can not be put into words
As I lay in my living nightmare I cried out to God, who is always there

Two days had gone past the limit to produce the Blood for me to survive
Doctors with empty faces entered the room to share the devastating news
I needed a second transplant or I would surely die
We were told the second transplant usually didn't work, but was my only hope

We needed a miracle from God, we felt his power fill
The room. Peace overcame fear, as we gave up control to the almighty

Ashtonishment, joy, and disbelief was
Felt by family, medical staff and doctors, were shocked with the realization
That the original atém cells had begun to work
God performed a miracle and
The blood began it's count

Soon the graft had taken I
Was on the road home
As I was discharged we prayed
That all would work
Weeks of pain followed as my body fought to live
The devastating pain was a real sick atrair
I forces myself on walks and to eat each day, but the immense
Pain was more than I can say, was more than I can say
As I struggled to live on and fight the sickness war
We were told by doctors that the cancer had returned
Two weeks I was given but we had had enough
We were ready to hand all to God

No more treatment I annouced
To the cancer doctor
Standing there I was in God's
Hands then suddenly one day a double seizure struck me
Down
Family gathered round to see my final hours
Countless damage had racked my body leaving me half
Dead
I couldn't walk, I couldn't see, my insides were badly hurt, it seemed it was the end for me

Warrior upon warrior around our distant globe kept the vigil
Fight of prayer of power that can't be stopped and as
The folks cried out to God, He heard them and I live to stand for him
A lot more special days. God has
Given me peace and comfort all along
As I have cried out to HIs grace the joy is overwhelming
He has the power to heal, He has the power to save, as we trust
In his mercy we know that we are safe
I know that I am healed