Small Space, No Face - a pro-life song written from the perspective of an unborn child in the womb.
The lyrics for this song were written by Milton Delgado ©2015. Music arranged and performed by Richard Schletty.
JUST SUPPOSE
Milton Delgado (c)2015
Intro: A Asus2 A Asus2
A Asus2 E Eadd9 E
Suppose, just suppose
F#m D A E
That the winds were never again to blow
F#m D A E
And that there were no seeds to sow
F#m Asus4 A
And we'd never see another spring
F#m Asus4 A
And a robin could no longer sing.
F#m D A Asus2 A Asus2
Suppose. Just suppose.
A Asus2 E Eadd9 E
Suppose, just suppose
F#m D A E
That the flowers could no longer bloom
F#m D A E
And that there were no stars or moon
F#m Asus4 A
And trees were rooted from the ground
F#m Asus4 A
And the world stopped spinning around.
F#m D A Asus2 A Asus2
Suppose. Just suppose.
[CHORUS]
D E A
Suppose the oceans and rivers were to dry.
D Fmaj7 Gmaj7 D
The soaring eagles could no longer fly.
Am7 Bm7
The sun no longer sent its light.
Am7 Bm7
Galaxies vanished from the night.
Am7 Em7 F#m7
Oh, that's not supposed to be how it goes!
B Bsus4 B F# Fadd9# F#
Suppose, just suppose
G#m E B F#
That we could no longer hope for peace
G#m E B F#
And that the rains decided to cease.
G#m E B
Then suddenly ... love was lost.
G#m E B
Who'd remain to suffer the cost?
G#m E G#m E
Suppose. Just suppose.
G#m E B Bsus4 B
Just suppose. Just suppose.
Donna Lee writes:
My song, Whispers From Heaven has helped me in my own healing process. My daughter would have been 22 years old this year. Making the decision to have an abortion when I was 22 years old in 1986 changed my life forever. It is something that I have thought about every day of my life since then. In the beginning of my music ministry I was too afraid to talk about it when I gave my testimony about my return to the Catholic church. It was in Australia at a Marian conference that I was singing at in 1994 where I finally got the courage to talk about it. Ever since then it is hard for me not to share about because God's forgiveness, love and mercy is infinite. My story is too long to tell here. Some of you have heard it. I am such a fan of Divine Mercy and I speak and sing of it wherever I can. My personal journey of forgiveness has been a long one and although I have forgiven myself, and I know that God forgave me and my daughter too--I still can't help but think about what she may have looked like or the woman that should would have become and all the things I missed out on being a mom for the first time. Thank you Jesus for your mercy. You can listen to my song here in its entirity, since itunes only runs 30 seconds of it.Teresa Smith, formerly of Crossed Hearts, sang the tender "Will You Speak For Me?" (as written by husband David Smith), from the perpective of an unborn child. It is a fragile-but-forceful performance. Will You Speak for Me? Words and music: David C. Smith If I could for the words, I would say How much I long to see the day When I can laugh and sing and be Who I am being formed to be But here I cannot say a word My voice will only go unheard Yet in my heart this questions burns Will you speak for me? To a world where I am The least of its problems The least of its worries I am the least of these Mom, I know something is troubling you When your heart races, mine races too But as you decide what you should do Will you speak for me? To a world where I am The least of its problems The least of its worries I am the least of these Some say they just don't have the time I'm out of sight and out of mind Maybe you're the voice I've hoped to find Will you speak for me?