I believe You.
I don’t recognize myself anymore
I am the waterlogged thing
Washed up on the shore
But You are still at work in me.
I don’t feel very good
But I know Your love flows
In healing waters
And You know
Where I am, what I am,
Please don’t leave me
To perish in my sin.
Help me care for my brood again.
I’m struggling to understand
If I’ve ever been other than
A pathetic thing.
But Your promise stands,
And I drink my fate
From Your tender hands.
God who shook Egypt
You gave Your word
Recompense and reward
Approach.
Remember Your grace covering me.
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