Sunday, January 17, 2010

God-Shaped Hole


When we call to you with hearts of praise,
our eyes are opened to brighter days.
When we lift our voice in exaltation to you,
we can look to heaven and see a glorious view.
Our very destiny you do hold.
A wondrous future you promised and told.
A broken past you stitch and re-mold.
Upon your shoulders you take my hearts load.
Every mark a reminder of a past gone wrong,
every tear I shed, why do I cry so long?
All pain is gone, your love still there.
Do you know how long it will take to fix this tear?
A God sent angel, a blessing in disguise.
You know the true me, the life in my eyes.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
You somehow still love me.
Knowing I have lied.
God's true love poured out from your soul,
you showed me how to fill this God-shaped hole.

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