A CRIPPLED BOY'S PRAYER 

A little boy sat all alone in a wheelchair 
He was watching all the other kid's run and play 
On his face I saw a look far and distant 
With trembling voice I heard this little boy say 

They say you must be born again to enter heaven 
Walk the straight and narrow way on this earth
I don't seem to understand all the reasons 
I've never walked since the day of my birth

Will I be a Crippled Boy in  Heaven 
Will my wings refuse to sail through the air 
Lord I know the way I am is for a reason
But will I be a crippled boy up there 

His eyes were closed 
His little face turned toward heaven
Will my life there be the same
I heard him say
Through tears of joy his face lit up
And I knew he had found the answer

He turned to me
And then I heard him say

I won't be a crippled boy in heaven
I know my wings will sail through the air
I can and run and play with
All the children
I won't be a crippled boy up there

I won't be a crippled boy in Heaven
I know my wings will sail through the air
I can run and play with
All the other children

There will be no crippled boys up there

~ Steve Sanders ©  ~
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We are all crippled one way or another and wewill only be whole when we meet Jesusnone of us will be crippled in Heaven.  We all have hope in Jesus