Stacks of Moleskines on my bed
Memories of time well and unwell spent
Through it all You stayed
Through it all You made
A way…
For me
On my knees in prayer once more
Asking questions about what for?
Even as I prayed
I remember that You laid
Your life…
For me
No wonder they call You Savior
No wonder they call You King
You took my shame away
Now my soul in joy can sing
No wonder they call You Healer
No wonder they call You Prince of Peace
You took a broken heart
Made it whole and brought release
