once a tall and slender sturdy reed at the water s edge but the winds they came and bruised you leaving you for dead now you re bent and twisted barely able to survive did you know that he won t break you his love will revive oh the memories remain and you can t seem to get away he s able and willing if you ll take him back and reveal your places of pain he s able and willing to forgive and forget pouring peace in your canyons of shame once a light that pierced the darkness bright orange flame but the winds they came and blew you smoldering in shame now the tears run silent splashing softly on your shoes did you know he came to light you never to accuse no he ll never break a bruised reed he ll never snuff a dying flame can you feel the tender touch of a god who loves you dearly there s a place within his heart for all the bruised and weary if you re weary
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