the biting truth

 

Sunday, April 12, 2009

resurrection by Nicole Sponberg describes ME

I'm at a loss for words there's nothing to say.
I sit in silence wondering what led me to this place.
How did my heart become so lifeless and cold?
Where did the passion go?
When all my efforts seem like chasing the wind,
I've used up my strength and there's nothing left to give.
I've lost the feeling and I'm numb to the core.
I can't fake it anymore.
Here I am; at the end.
I'm in need of resurrection.
Only You can take this empty shell
and raise it from the dead.
What I've lost to the world
What seems far beyond redemption
You can take the pieces in Your hand
and make me whole again.
You speak and all creation falls to its knees.
You raise your hand and calm the waves of the raging sea.
You have a way of turning winter to spring.
Make something beautiful out of all this suffering.
Here I am; once again.
I'm in need of resurrection
Only You can take this empty shell
And raise it from the dead.
What I've lost to the world
What seems far beyond redemption
You take the pieces in Your hands
and make me whole again.

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