When I was lost, You came for me. You knew I was missing. Your heart would never beat the same when I was scattered among the wolves. I could have been carried off to some strange and distant land. I could have been torn to pieces. But You searched Your heart for that darkened light. You felt my wandering, and You could never go on without me.
So You came out from Your heavenly throne, and You threw down Your love. You surrounded my hopeless path with a glorious display of peace. How is it I could be so lost, so cold, so empty, so battered, yet know my King is coming for me? You shepherd me. Without me, Your heart sputters on in anticipation. You entice me to come home. Never with a forceful hand, You pull me close. You call my name. You never waiver.
The space You have set aside for me holds the stillest air, and You seek the breeze that You say comes only from me. Finally, I hear You. I feel You. I see You. What is this warmth I feel? It feels like coming home. Could it be that I finally found my way? There You are, and You welcome me in. You hold me there. You won't let me go. Safe in Your arms, we begin the journey home.
You guide my way. You fight the wolves. "This one belongs to me!" You bleed. You protect this part of Your heart. Was it me who was formed to fit that place? You gaze upon my face. Your love reminds me of where I was created to be. Synchronized in our longing for each other, I know nothing would ever be enough without You. You fulfill my desires, and in You life is born, like the sweet breeze of summer.
When I was lost, You brought me home. When I was cold, You made me warm. When I was empty, You filled me with love. And when I was battered, You restored me. How have I never seen it? I was made for You. What part of this life of mine should not forever be Yours? Together, we pick up the pieces of my heart, and with Your blood we seal them back together again. I am nothingness apart from You, my King and my Shepherd.
So You came out from Your heavenly throne, and You threw down Your love. You surrounded my hopeless path with a glorious display of peace. How is it I could be so lost, so cold, so empty, so battered, yet know my King is coming for me? You shepherd me. Without me, Your heart sputters on in anticipation. You entice me to come home. Never with a forceful hand, You pull me close. You call my name. You never waiver.
The space You have set aside for me holds the stillest air, and You seek the breeze that You say comes only from me. Finally, I hear You. I feel You. I see You. What is this warmth I feel? It feels like coming home. Could it be that I finally found my way? There You are, and You welcome me in. You hold me there. You won't let me go. Safe in Your arms, we begin the journey home.
You guide my way. You fight the wolves. "This one belongs to me!" You bleed. You protect this part of Your heart. Was it me who was formed to fit that place? You gaze upon my face. Your love reminds me of where I was created to be. Synchronized in our longing for each other, I know nothing would ever be enough without You. You fulfill my desires, and in You life is born, like the sweet breeze of summer.
When I was lost, You brought me home. When I was cold, You made me warm. When I was empty, You filled me with love. And when I was battered, You restored me. How have I never seen it? I was made for You. What part of this life of mine should not forever be Yours? Together, we pick up the pieces of my heart, and with Your blood we seal them back together again. I am nothingness apart from You, my King and my Shepherd.
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