Blonde hair, blue eyes
In the night she cries and cries..
It was four years ago of living hell
But you've made it fairly well

You were blind
You could not see
All that you were ending

But He saved you from yourself
Picked you up out of the dirt
Cleaned you up and restored you
He gave you life and authority
There's no reason to remain
Full of shame and cloaked in pain

I learned from you, Mary.
You're NOT forever 15.

So much on my heart tonight
So much on my mind
And if I could I'd ask, Why?
Why look back?
Stepping back is no way to walk into the future
You're stronger than the past
You're better than you know
You are not who you were
You're not alone
Talitha Koum

I may be steering in the wrong direction
But this feels familiar. Broken
I recognize this hurt too well
Discernment has something to tell

I may be selfish for hurting
But I know you're hurting too
By life which is so unexpected
With changes made, some regretted
But the battle is not yours
Flesh is not made to win the war
I know your scarred and tired
But merely your weakness is required

God has you
He's been holding your hand
He's picked you up now for your legs have grown feeble
Steady now He walks with you as your tears hit His shoulder
Collecting them, He cries too
He knows the pain that's gripping you

But remember, dear child, His promise to you
He will give you rest.
In the midst of every burden, little one,
He will give you rest.