Broken by the world, surprised by their angry words
I stand before you Lord, so tired in this world.
Weary and battered, by those I once called “my friends”
please take these broken pieces I now hold within my hands…
You find me on my knees as I begin to ask
Just how much longer you think that I can last…
And then I realize YOU’RE the one who truly knows
the sting in the world’s curses and it’s flailing blows,
and so I begin to let go, laying everything at your feet
Falling on my face, I know you see the real me.
As I realize it’s all just a speck in time
and it’s really about the piece of YOU that I leave behind!!!
Soooo Lord~
Guide me as I talk, let your words be ones I choose
For YOU know today this mountain must be moved.
As I form the sentences let them come from YOU…
Filled with strength and grace and only what is true.
As I walk in faith, let me find YOU in every choice
And as I seek your will today, let them hear YOUR voice.
Take these broken pieces Lord, for they don’t belong to me!
Remind me that in their “brokeness” YOU have the victory!
Diane Reed
2013
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