Broken
Like a shattered glass
Mending
Is aghast
I am
Where I am
Where God knows
What day to day blows
I am broken
And hurting
Deeply sadden
In my whole being
Holding on
To Him
Moving on
Waiting for Him
I don't know how
He only knows
Somehow
Day to day I go
Vaguely I can see
Of the end of the road
Clearly I see
Him by the side of the road
For as long as
I see Him by my side
I am as confident as
A Trojan horse at site
Though I'm broken
And hurting
Deeply sadden
He keeps occuring
Amazingly!
As wounded I can go
Faithfully
His mercies anew
Nothing!
That I can boast of
All that I'm receiving
For He knows what to be sure of.
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