Dear Lord,
When I said, “Ok, prune me”
I thought you might clip my wings a little
I didn’t expect to be made lame as well
But,
Put me to what you will
Empty – nothing – yours – until
That day – when you make all things well
Dear Lord,
When I said, “Ok, prune me”
I thought you might clip my wings a little
I didn’t expect to be made lame as well
But,
Put me to what you will
Empty – nothing – yours – until
That day – when you make all things well