Lord Made Me See


Lord out here,

in the wide open.

I seem to always have fear,

but my heart you have woven.


You have taken my broken,

what seemed like dead life.

You have awoken,

my heart enough to make me let down the knife. 


Lord you have taken that away,

and it stopped feeling bad.

You would always say,

"child do not be sad."


I would have tears stream down, 

and I would feel like nothing.

I always did have a frown,

until you made me see that I am something.


That there is a reason to live,

Lord you have taken away my brokeness.

You made me realize that you forgive,

and that no one's life is lifeness.


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