all bruised and bound;
declared it loss,
but gain i've found.
a paradox of flesh and mind
revealed to us in your own time.
reluctantly,
i held it out.
concealed my shame
and hid my doubt.
with your grace as a rising spring,
your mercy seeps 'neath the bubbling.
and who am I
that you would save?
defeat the beast
destroy the grave?
what do i have to offer you?
a broken heart, a faith unglued.
it is your love
ushers forth repair
deep healing of
nights dark despair.
and in the dawn, my chains are free.
my Christ has sealed this victory.
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