Rise up in me
Stitch it back up
Do surgery
What he did to my heart, Lord please, undo
Its shattered and desperate, to name just a few
Heal my heart Lord
Rise up in me
Stitch it back up
Do surgery
My heads bowed in shame
Weighed down by the guilt
Feeling unloved in the "game"
Once blooming, now wilt
Heal my heart Lord
Rise up in me
Stitch it back up
Do surgery
My eyes You will lift
My head You will raise
The pain that You sift
Sort out and find praise
Heal my heart Lord
Rise up in me
Stitch it back up
Do surgery
Never let me again
Buckle under to men
Refine my coal
Purging my soul
Of those tapes that still play
In my head, in the way
Heal my heart Lord
Rise up in me
Stitch it back up
Do surgery
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My Darling Daughter, This is REALLY good! It says much more than what it says...you know what I mean. I believe your prayer will be answered. It is one that is shared by many women. Jesus knows this pain, too, as He experienced it on Calvary. That is why He can understand our pain, and knows just how to heal our broken heart. I love you, dear heart! But, Jesus loves you, MOST!
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He is still stitching, Co! Please start writing, again! I love you, Mommy
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