Weeks of hideous pain struck me down. Doctor gave me aspirin to ease the pain Soon a blood test revealed the brutal force I had been inflicted with the worst - leukaemia 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 one percent chance But if I could find a donor with identical stem cells I could have a twenty-five to forty percent chance of cure, survival Seventy-eight percent of sufferers never find the 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 skin cancer Any remaining melanoma would surely have taken my life The immense suffering of a bone marrow transplant cannot 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 a 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 our control To the Almighty Astonishment, joy and disbelief was felt by family Medical staff and doctors were shocked with the realisation That the original stem cells had began to work God performed a miracle and the blood began its 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 affair I forced 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 were returned Two weeks I was given, but we had had enough We were ready to hand all to God "No more treatment," I announced to the cancer doctors 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 wracked 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 vital fight of prayers 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!