The Night of Healing
I am the darkness in your soul
You've been clinging to me and me alone
I am your fragile shattered heart
Broken promises have torn me apart
I am your blade so cold
Piercing your flesh, still not healing your soul
I am a friend who has seen the scars
I want to help but feel it would be too hard
I am your Father in heaven above
Praying one day you'll accept my love
I am the book of holy words
Tonight you'll read me and finally begin to ease your hurt
You bow down at the altar and say
“Jesus, take my pain today”
So tonight I begin to ease your strife
And tonight you throw away your knife
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