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Sunday, November 02, 2014

For My Lord, this morning....

I COME TO BE BROKEN



I come to be broken
As clay in my Potter's hands.
I come to cry and to suffer
For things I'd later understand.
So break me, my Maker and God;
I come to be undone.
Make me pure and whole again.
Lord, I come. I come.

11022014
Vigan

1 comment:

  1. This made me cry! :') I have soooo much to tell you about.

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