No Wonder They Call You Savior

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

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David Bonifacio

David Bonifacio Entrepreneur, social worker, writer, artist, CEO of Bridge, CEO of Elevation Partners, Managing Director of New Leaf Ventures. #db

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