P
Powemm
Guest
Father I thank you
For this heart problem of mine
I was a branch truly separated
From you, the Vine
Full of strife and anger
Bitterness and hate
You gave your warning
Oh wide is this gate
I suffered , was tormented
So Often refused
the pain in my chest
Because I forgot about you
lost and dazed
Completely broken
my heart was cold
Not a word of you spoken
An elephant on my chest
Aware of my position
I cried out to you
The great Physician
I heaved and I poured
Not knowing my fate
A stranger to you
Standing by your narrow gate
Just He and I
And no one else
For the first time I looked
And really saw myself
I called out to Jesus
And invited him in
Not sure he would stay
With a person full of sin
i put my heart in His hands
So unworthy of His blood
he handed it back
With all of His love
he clothed me in his garment
Gave me a crown of His beauty
Said he died for me
So I could be righteous and holy
He worked out my sin
And even the blockage
His living well now flows
And nothing can stop it
no pain , no suffering
he has restored this broken branch
No devil no time
Will ever pluck me from Hos hand
So brethren please listen
I'll speak this for all time
Christ broke His heart
So He could mend mine..
He didn't do it for one
Instead did it for all
so when he cries out your name
Please answer His call
For this heart problem of mine
I was a branch truly separated
From you, the Vine
Full of strife and anger
Bitterness and hate
You gave your warning
Oh wide is this gate
I suffered , was tormented
So Often refused
the pain in my chest
Because I forgot about you
lost and dazed
Completely broken
my heart was cold
Not a word of you spoken
An elephant on my chest
Aware of my position
I cried out to you
The great Physician
I heaved and I poured
Not knowing my fate
A stranger to you
Standing by your narrow gate
Just He and I
And no one else
For the first time I looked
And really saw myself
I called out to Jesus
And invited him in
Not sure he would stay
With a person full of sin
i put my heart in His hands
So unworthy of His blood
he handed it back
With all of His love
he clothed me in his garment
Gave me a crown of His beauty
Said he died for me
So I could be righteous and holy
He worked out my sin
And even the blockage
His living well now flows
And nothing can stop it
no pain , no suffering
he has restored this broken branch
No devil no time
Will ever pluck me from Hos hand
So brethren please listen
I'll speak this for all time
Christ broke His heart
So He could mend mine..
He didn't do it for one
Instead did it for all
so when he cries out your name
Please answer His call
Last edited by a moderator: