I don’t know how, but I’ll take the time
to figure out this heart of mine
Dazed and confused, it may seem to be
but more like abused in reality
Eventually, I’ll clean out the mess
and uproot the seed of bitterness
It’s so out of hand, don’t know where to start
I need a plan to mend my broken heart
And then I feel it, Your hand on my hair
and I hear Your voice say, "I’m already there.
You don’t need to worry. I have it under control.
You’re already healing, and You’re so beautiful.
Oh my sweet, precious child, you’re already reconciled.
I’ve cleaned your heart as white as snow.
You’re already there. You’re already there. You’re good to go."
I’m a new creation, that’s what I’m told
there’s been liberation, out with the old
Focus on a new life You have for me
everything is alright, one day I’ll see
It’s all temporary, momentary pain
leading to a victory of eternal gain
Only until then, I don’t comprehend
I have so many questions; I’m filled with fear again
And then I feel it, Your hand on my hair
and I hear Your voice say, "I’m already there.
You don’t need to worry. I have it under control.
Just keep listening, you’ll be my miracle.
Oh my sweet precious child, you’re already reconciled.
I’ve made you stronger than you’ll ever know.
You’re already there. You’re already there. You’re good to go."
Now any time I doubt, I know You have it all worked out
I have no need to fear, because I know You’re here
And I can feel it, Your hand on my hair.
And I can hear Your voice say, "I’m already there."
I don’t need to worry, You have it under control.
And You take good care of me. You’re so wonderful.
I’m your sweet, precious child, whom You’ve already reconciled.
You made me new. You made me whole. I’m already there.
I’m already there. I’m good to go. Oh, no. I’m already there.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
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