Though I walk through the valley with one leg,
for pity or sorrow I shall not beg.
Through the phantom pain
the Lord has kept me sane.
For this I shall never forget,
relying on him I will not be afraid to admit.
He has kept me from being down in a dump,
as I ponder my new life and rub my stump.
One more hope, one more step, one more day,
I am happy God is with me so what could I say?
Thank you for saving my life so I can serve you.
Look in my heart now and show me what to do.
Gently guide my hands and my foot,
I am but a small branch, you are the root.
By Joy Clay