Tethered, torn
I wish I'd never been born
Why give me life
in the midst of so much strife?
Is it really true?
That all things work for good
to those who love You?
When all I know, all I see
is violence, rejection, abandonment
and pity
my life is a tragedy
It must come to an end
No one understands
there's noone who will befriend
has it come to this
I'm at the end of my rope
I have no joy, and no hope
God, are You there?
This is my final call
Raise Your hand to save me
from this dreadful fall
In desperation, so alone
Jesus saw my pain and
stepped down from His throne
After all these years
and thousands of tears
God restored my broken heart
and gave me a brand new start
As He showed me the bruises in His hands
He made me see that He understands.
When the darkness clouded in
His light shined brighter
when the world seemed to attack,
His love grew wider.
There's no way to express
the countless
ways God has blessed me.