Unshattered Glass


Lord, I see you, Lord, I love you

but my mind’s in the dark

Yet I know you won’t forget me

since your hands bear the mark

They say this pain will go away,

that this too shall pass

When my soul is in pieces,

You can unshatter the glass



I felt all your love

—that you see where I am

but in the desert, I’m wandering

blind in the swirl of this sand

I know you know my pain

that you been there too

but when I can’t see what’s coming,

Lord, please carry me through



Hold me tight, Lord, I’m crying

and I’m falling apart

Lord your arms are the glue

that is holding my heart

They say this pain will go away,

that this too shall pass

When my soul is in pieces,

You can unshatter that glass

  

I got to trust in your timing

I’ve only got half the view,

if not now I’ll hold on,

let you do what you do

When I think I can’t bear it

but you know that I can,

help me trust in the outline

of your flawless plan

Added: Trusting. I’m running to you.

Tripping and falling just to get near through the

Pain. In my bones in my spine.

This might be the heat that makes silver to shine from the 

Pressure. Feels like too much to bear

Though I know that you promised that you would be there to

Save Me. Unless I’m not done since

I know that you’ll always come seeking the one.


Hold me tight, Lord, I’m crying

and I’m falling apart

Lord your arms are the glue

that is holding my heart

Set me free

Give me strength

I can’t walk this alone

Hold my hand

Take my side

Oh I’m falling apart

But the pain will go away

Yes, this too shall pass

when my mind’s pulled to pieces

You unshatter the glass.



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