Tentatively I come Your way...
I've messed up, more than I can say...
I fall down on my knees.
I'm sad, lonely and terrified.
I don't know the last time that I've cried.
part of me's died.
Broken and wounded, no where to go.
I look ahead, behind, below...
no friends only foes.
Everyone running and hurrying, no one explaining.
I kneel here alone, heart only paining...
no song refraining.
Wait...I see someone ahead, above me...
I whisper, I speak, I hollar my plea.
"Please, set me free!"
He walks toward me...all I see are His eyes.
No hate, no scorn, He doesn't despise...
He holds me and cries.
He takes my heart, as I place it in His hands.
His tears fall, as He weeps they land...
on my broken heart.
I realize, He's crying my tears and feeling my pain.
He shares my hopes and dreams shattered, lost like rain.
By sharing, He heals.
I look into the depths of His soul and see...
a woman beautiful, happy, peaceful, and free...
Is it?...it is me!
He places my heart in my shaky hands
I look down and there it stands
healed, alive and whole.
JESUS is the only one, the only one that heals a heart.
He loves, mends...and gives a new start...
a new life.
Oct. 5, 2001