A Cry For Justice

Awakening the Evangelical Church to Domestic Violence and Abuse in its Midst

Lyrics From an Abuse Survivor — by one of our readers

One of our readers posted these lyrics in a comment and we wanted to be sure everyone saw them.  She specifically noted that she realizes every abuse victim has to decide when the right time is for them to leave their abuser, and so the song simply speaks to her own experience.

I Waited Longer Than I Should Have

I waited longer than I should have, trying to bow my knee.
Longer than I should have, trying to fix most everything.
Then the day arrived, tears falling from my eyes
And I realized that God was calling me.

Calling me to peace
Calling me to love
Calling me to end the strife,
Yes, calling me to life.
Calling me to go
Calling me to see
He was always there,
Saying, come dance with Me.

So I began the dance, one hot summer night
Trusting Him to lead me, away from all the fight.
Trusting Him to love me, just as He always had,
And leaning on Him fully, no longer living sad.

Calling me to dance
Calling me to see
He had never stopped
Really loving me
Calling me to rest
Calling me to live
He was always faithful
But now I had to give.

So I gave Him my hurt; gave Him all my dreams
Gave Him my heart; and He gently lifted me
Up from the depths; of sorrow I had known
And gave me wings to fly; up to His heavenly throne.

Calling me to freedom
Calling me to peace
Calling me to live my life
In freedom from abuse
Calling me to wonder
Why I stayed so long
But had I left much sooner
I wouldn’t know this song.

I wouldn’t know the dance; that God shared with me
I wouldn’t know the pain; from which God set me free
I couldn’t be help to those; that hurt just like me
I wouldn’t be sharing; my pain for them to see.

He’s called me to freedom
Called me to peace
Called me to live my life
In freedom from abuse
Called me to help
Those along the way
Who needed my past hurt
To have their victory


  1. Wanda S. Maxey

    Thank you for this wonderful and well written poem, it really spoke to me. I too, had a hard time trying to decide if I should leave my abuser. I had promised to love him until death, and I just could not leave. One night I prayed that God would show me what to do. The very next morning I was talking to my daughter on the phone. She heard something that my abuser said in the background & she sent my son after me. I begged her not to do it, told her I’d be fine, but she called him anyway. Her was there is a few minutes and had to get me away at gunpoint. I never realized, until I was away for awhile, just how bad it really was. It’s been 4 years now, and I have peace that it was the right thing to do.
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  2. joepote01

    What a beautiful poem!

    She has beautifully expressed both the joy and peace of freedom in Christ and the thankfulness for what God has taught her along the way.

    I love it!

    • cordelectatio

      Ditto, what Joe said. I have regretted not getting out of the insanity and pain sooner, but have learned that I did not know what I did not know until I knew it. Only then did I have the tools and the strength in the Lord to walk this part of my journey.

  3. Really appreciate this! So many times we talk in clinical terms and forget the pain of the hearts broken in the process.

    Beautifully written~ Thank you!

  4. Jeff S

    Thank you for sharing this- it is amazing how freedom from the captivity of abuse reads so similarly to the freedom of sin from which Jesus has delivered us. This is made all the more powerful that we know the evil from which the lyricist was released.

    My only regret is we cannot hear the music for the full effect.

  5. What a fabulous song. I can almost hear the melody … Bless you for sharing your heart with us.

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