There Is A Place

There is a place prepared for little children

Those we once lived for, those we deeply mourn,

Those who from play, from learning and from laughter

Cruelly were torn.

There is a place where hands which held ours tightly

Now are released beyond all hurt and fear

Healed by that love which also feels our sorrow

Tear after tear.

There is a place where all the lost potential

Yields its full promise, finds its lost intent;

Silenced no more, young voices echo freely

As they were meant.

There is a place where God will hear our questions,

Suffer our anger, share our speechless grief.

Gently repair the innocence of loving

And of belief.

Jesus, who bids us to be like little children

Shields those our arms are yearning to embrace,

God will ensure that all are reunited;

There is a place.

by John Bell

Sent by Nick Finamore who heard it at a church in Concord, Ma. The lyrics are of a hymn by a Scottish hymn writer named John Bell - written in response to a very similar massacre at a school in Dunblane, Scotland in 1996.