I held Your hand today.
And I felt you begin,
To heal my rejected heart.
And it’s all that I could do,
To wait for the healing.
I forgave you the other day.
And I let go of your grip,
Of all that consoled me,
For far too long.
In Your touch today,
I felt the years wind back.
You were the same yesterday and today.
And it’s all that I can do,
To wait for the healing.
Time disappeared, like a lifting fog,
The fresh wound and the old scar became one.
The warmth of Your hand,
Became Your refining fire.
In my hand today,
You placed a seed,
Of hope, of love, and of a place to stand.
And it’s all that I can do,
To wait for the healing.
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