I stand before You
My Maker, my King
You search every part of me,
Every corner of my soul
Revealed in Your light
I am broken and torn,
Confused
Afraid
Empty and weary
I am yearning for more
But I cannot see it
I cannot see Your light
I am broken and torn.
You raise up my head
And I see Your eyes
Your eyes
They shine in Your light
"Come to me, my Beloved"
Your light
Your love
Your grace
Sweeps over me
And I am free
Free from fear
Free from doubt
Free from the chains that bound me
In my emptiness
Your light fills me
In my brokenness
Your light completes me
You raise me up
And I can see
I can see who You created me to be
Filled with Your light
I lift my hands
I bless Your Name
I am Yours
My Maker, My King
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