Was I mistaken?
Did I believe in illusions of light in the clouds?
Was I delirious, waiting in vain?
And yet I know
Even though it’s breaking my heart
This is the way Truth has to come
So I’m down on my knees again
And I still pray that You heel me
Trusting, that You will restore
That You will form me
As You have made me
In Your love
Oh Lord
Here I am bleeding
Desperate, longing
For just a drop of your blood
And yet I know
That my bleeding
means healing on the way
As new live is blown into dry bones
As scares are disclosed
As cool rain touches hot stone
Broken bones are stretched
The heart becomes soft
Stone becomes flesh
And as a pearl is formed by the sand
Hurting the shells sensitive inside
This is the pain I feel
Yet not in vain,
But in the process of obtaining life.
Yes I believe
That everything, everything
That occurs in my live
Is an act of Your love
An act of your wisdom
To make us live
