Heart Like Mine
This heart of mine is fragile,
it's seen a lot of pain.
It's been ripped, it's been torn;
destined to never be the same.
I've tried glue, I've tried tape,
but it always falls apart.
I've tried everything, it seems,
but nothing works on my broken heart.
I was down to nothing,
with nowhere to turn.
Looking for answers,
my heart began to yearn.
I almost gave up,
I almost threw it all away.
Instead, I picked my head up,
and I started to pray.
I found the ultimate healer,
His name is Jesus.
He's the amazing doctor,
and He's the one who frees us.
I'm glad I have my God,
He's wonderful and divine.
He loves me regardless,
and He understands a heart like mine.
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