What is it that crushed your spirit, dear
That wrecked your heart and left it seared
That moment in time when the clock stood still
And seemed to devastate an act of goodwill?
Where is that pain that’s buried deep
That causes your steps a fearful grief?
The feeling that’s triggered again and again
Reminding your heart of past wastelands?
I know you’re hiding in an empty well
In mental torment. An earthly hell
But Jesus says it’s time to rise
To heal your wounds and dry your eyes.
The time has come for you to “Go.”
Take that pain for Christ to sow
Every tear did a flower plant
Bursting petals from the Master’s hands.
Soon you’ll see a garden grown
Tilled by hand with deepest moans
The soil was crushed and it was dry
Until those tears fell from your eyes.
He knows the crushing seemed so harsh
The devil planned a hellish plot
But when his pride did show his hand
The Lord turned it all for good again.
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