If My Heart Had Not Been Broken
If my heart had not been broken
Would chains still bind my wrists?—
The perfect rules for a perfect life
The zealous heart enlists—
If I had not been pierced within
Could I have reached the sky?
Or would’ve the prison I once built
Kept me enclosed inside?
The bulwarks of my legalism
Have all been undermined
By the splinters of a shattered heart
Which love had left behind—
I’d rather not relive those months,
But, looking back, I know
The rainy days prepared the ground
For little seeds to grow.
Would chains still bind my wrists?—
The perfect rules for a perfect life
The zealous heart enlists—
If I had not been pierced within
Could I have reached the sky?
Or would’ve the prison I once built
Kept me enclosed inside?
The bulwarks of my legalism
Have all been undermined
By the splinters of a shattered heart
Which love had left behind—
I’d rather not relive those months,
But, looking back, I know
The rainy days prepared the ground
For little seeds to grow.
posted by Benjamin Graber | 9:28 AM
2 Comments:
Beautiful, Ben.
Neat reminder of the insights the Lord gives that n"take us over"... praise His name! Thanks for posting this.
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