Tag Archives: The Fall

Words from Broken Places

Shattered heart, broken dreams
Coming apart at the seams.
I feel the weight, those heavy beams
Does God not hear my screams?

I thought us friends
How could it come to such an end?
This love, why must He rend?
Why must tears and blood-soaked anguish blend?

The pain of it all
The curse of the Fall.

For the weak and unworthy Christ did come
To know my pain, and bear my shame
That I may call upon His name
In this shared death, we are one.

In His death, I am loved