Broken hands Broken hearts Oh, how I come apart Your presence so sweet
I ache for you I cry out Your name "Why is it so hard?"
Among all the clanging I hear your call even in the chaos of space I hear your call through different voices I hear you calling me back "I will provide" Come back home my sweet daughter
Let me love you put your faith in me lean on me
You are known and You are heard
Tonight I felt a deep stirring within my soul and itched to start writing out God's message for me.