Album: Broken Voice
I can't sing that song the same way anymore cause I start laughing at the parts where I could only weep before. And it sounds sweeter now because the notes can't ring, until they echo through each wasted year that You restored to me. I've been thinking of how You wept for Lazarus. Tears on Your cheeks, resurrection on Your lips. Sometimes mercy can feel like abandonment, but You know all about it. I used to think I had to write these songs just so. For heavens sake and for my own, I put myself through hell. But I quit striving for perfection, surrendered up to it instead & now the songs keep pouring out & I cannot contain myself. I've been thinking of how You wept for Lazarus. Tears on Your cheeks, resurrection on Your lips. Sometimes mercy feels just like abandonment. You let my heart die, but left Yours beating in my chest. Broken will, find your rest. Broken voice, you sing best. At 30,000 feet above, the earth was small enough to think of everyone I love. And then imagine them a thousand mirrors all reflect it back at once & any light would multiply & then remind me that Your love is more than the sum.
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