FOUR DAYS LATE

The news came to Jesus, please, come fast Lazarus is sick and without Your help he will not last Mary and Martha watched their brother die They waited for Jesus, He did not come And they wondered why The deathwatch was over, buried four days Somebody said, He'll soon be here, the Lord's on His way Martha ran to Him and then she cried Lord, if you had been here, You could have healed him He'd still be alive But You're four days late and all hope is gone Lord, we don't understand why You've waited so long But His way is God's way, not yours or mine And isn't it great, when He's four days late He's still on time