You tug on my heartstrings,
And your song is the sweetest, But I look back often and weep. For the things long-familiar and known, Though not the best have dwelt long on my throne And they are hard, so hard to surrender. There is newness in your breath. There is life because you took death. And you gave me the grace to surrender. You tug on my heartstrings, And your song is the sweetest, Always honest and loving and right. For the peace of your spirit is true. You quiet fears and create something new With your heartstrings open before me. There is newness in your breath. There is life because you took death. And you gave me the grace to surrender. Love help me, please help me surrender. Comments are closed.
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