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Blessed Brokenness

*Lord, let them see me as a fool

If only You’ll undo me

Take pride and self and rights away

But beckon me come to Thee

 

If failing is what humbles me

If falling is what breaks me

Then let me fall and fail and faint

Just come, possess and take me

 

You are the One my soul desires

There is none other for me

So bring the storms, the trials, the woes

For in those best I know Thee

 

You see the pain my heart requires

To mold and make me like Thee

So send the fires which please You most

I will not fear what strikes me

 

I trust Your goodness and Your grace

They shall not ever fail me

You hide my life safe in Your grasp

Though hell’s worst fiends assail me

 

You’ve chosen me as Your own child

A treasure ‘cause You found me

You’ve named me Your beloved bride

With glory You’ll soon crown me!*

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Written by
alyssa-underwood
Published
Jan 15, 2016
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24·161
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#trust#growth#storms#pain#chosen#blessed#broken#brokenness#intimacy#trials
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