Dawn Breaking

You sang over
The bitterness of my grief
In the gall I drank
The aftertaste was sweet
With Your presence and power
I’ve found my only relief
In finding Your love
Is resolute and complete.

As I walk this broken road
On my broken limbs
Help me see the hidden clues,
Your whispers and hints,
To lift my voice to You
In broken hymns
To praise the God who stays
Fixed in redemptive intent

Towards Your broken lamb,
Which is all I am
And ever have been:

Yours.

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