Mender

My broken shards are jagged
scattered and deadly, they lay in wait
this sin awaits me again

I try to pick the pieces of me up
yet they're too sharp to collect
I'm surrounded by it with no way out
I try, but my hands are cut too badly from trying
in my frustration i cry out
and immediately You are there
though I know You've been all along

And You carried me through
You cleared a path for me to leave
by cutting Your own hands<
and when I got out
You mended the glass back together

Like always You rescue me
When I'm hurt, and I've gone astray
when I mess things up, each and every day

so mend my heart, Lord
it's received so much damage
Yet You are my Mender, Mend my life to live it for You

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