Words I couldn't say tears I couldn't cry
All them resting here; within this soul inside
I might run and hide; I might question why
Things don't make much sense ...should I even try..
Take this heart dear Lord; take my brokenness..
Fill it up with You; with all your Holiness.
I cannot describe the pain: cannot speak a word
Years of anguish Lord: unuttered and unheard...
You see it all dear Lord, Yes, You see everything
You see my inner hurt the wounds that continue to sting
The utter helplessness: the view of life and death
I surrender it all to You: Giver of lasting breath.