Dear tears, stop running. Dear heart, be calm.
My God”, I whispered through a veil of tears, “heal this broken heart.
And at Christ’s precious, torn up feet I poured out the jagged fragments of my broken life.
But then I heard His precious, gentle whisper:
“You see, My healing is your own broken heart.”
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise. {Psalm 51:17}
Jesus loves You! Trust in Him, Trust only in Him
My God”, I whispered through a veil of tears, “heal this broken heart.
And at Christ’s precious, torn up feet I poured out the jagged fragments of my broken life.
But then I heard His precious, gentle whisper:
“You see, My healing is your own broken heart.”
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise. {Psalm 51:17}
Jesus loves You! Trust in Him, Trust only in Him
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