I looked at him in the middle of my time today before his loving face
It took my gaze, and I made him proud of me
Yet as I waited my heart grew dim and I gave way to sin
Yet he never forsook his promise to be with me
And my hope to heal my heart fell away
Yet I hear him saying, I alone can heal a heart that grows cold and dim
Yet he waits for me and I carry my heavy heart to his hand
And he rests with intent of caring for my love
So beaten, broken and bruised he took me in
Beaten and sore, my wound he healed
Shown love from the spotless lamb of God
He showed me I care for you
He showed me love
Photo by Bill Fairs on Unsplash

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