My Jesus,
Stand in the gap for me,
I did not see
How these hurts
Could cut so deep.
I was blinded,
Now I grieve.
My heart needs mending,
Your touch will renew,
It sends tender healing,
Your love, how it soothes.
Jesus, be my lover,
My friend in need,
Breathe on me Your blessed love,
Refresh this weary being.
I am in awe of Your kindness,
Your compassion is boundless,
Although I am sinful,
You love me regardless.
In size I cannot measure,
The depths of this emotion,
Your loving touch transforms,
The hurt and the broken.
source: Nina Laird-Fusilli