You're All I Am

Tortured by memories, weakness and shame,

I fall to the ground and I call out Your name.

A mask so forbidding that covers my face

Has frozen my heart's desire for Your grace.

A mystery, what can life be to me?

Hidden, in a corner of shadows where I flee…

Surrounded by troublesome shapes and dreams,

Fallen away from Your life-giving stream…

Where has my heart been frozen?

Shattering pieces of what my heart once trusted on...

Your love invades me, proving that You are strong.

Taking away my treasured and beloved idol,

You show the real emptiness of my soul.

When all that I thought it was, was never

You took it from me and You severed my treasure.

Loneliness, brokenness, a longing for more…

You showed me more than I ever hoped for.

How can You heal what's broken?

As I look up and catch a glimpse of Your face,

I stretch up my heart and I cry for Your grace…

To heal all these fragile pieces of me,

But first You must make this brokenness complete.

Trampled and trodden, molded and torn,

As clay on Your potter's wheel I being to take form.

Something so small and so delicately shaped

I wonder how I'll ever repay this grace.

Will I ever be able to see someone else's eyes open?

Still incomplete, I'm a piece in the making.

Your patient hands forever are shaping,

Drawing me closer as You ware me away,

Replacing me with a gift too great to repay.

You create me anew from a dead piece of clay,

And open my eyes, so that now I can say,

"I see Him, my Father, Savior, Holy Lover,

And all of my days I want to discover…

Only You; You're all that I am."