in the faces of the broken
Lord, I should have spoken
but I saw myself.. in all my former glory
The me I hate, the me who drug you through the mud
Do away with what I tell myself I need to be
Your the one my soul craves to please
Wipe away the past and all its shortcomings
Give me you Lord
be King in this life
thats hanging on like a kite upon a string
I saw myself today in the faces of the broken
Lord I should have spoken
but I saw myself... in all my former glory
Come back in to my dormant heart
and cover me with your beauty and grace
(show me your face)
I saw you today in the hearts of the broken
as they poured their lives down at your feet
For a moment, I forgot about me..
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