Jesus You wept with me

The house is quiet, his room still breathes. Echoes of laughter haunting me. I held his hand, felt heaven near. He said, "Don't cry, Dad, I'm not afraid." My heart broke open, the world went still. I lost my son on Your holy hill. I don't understand Your mystery, But You were there when it shattered me. Jesus, You wept with me. You felt the pain I cannot see. You carried my cross, You felt my scars. You hold my son where angels are. Though my world fell apart that day, You promised death won't have the final say. I walk this road on wounded knees, But Jesus, You will Heal me. I see his face in the morning light. Hear his voice in my dreams at night. Every prayer still trembles mild. Every "why" won't leave my mouth. But in the dark, You spoke my name. You held my faith inside the pain. Your love still lives beyond the grave, And I will trust the hope You gave. Jesus, You wept for me. You felt the pain I cannot see. You carried my cross, You felt my scars. You hold my son where angels are. Though my world fell apart that day, You promised death won't have the final say. I walk this road on wounded knees, But Jesus, You will Heal me. Oh, into Your hands I place my pain. Into Your arms I speak his name. Until that day, my faith will be. Jesus, You are healing me.