When my heart
is too weak to sing,
poetry still fills my soul.
My overwhelming emotions
cannot cloud Your love for me.
Who You are does not change.
You are the reason we sing,
we don’t even deserve a lyric.
You know my heart
so help me guard it, Lord.
Fill it with a new melody.
Fill me with a breath of fresh air.
Settle my heart.
And may You fill every part of me
so even when my heart is too tired,
it will still sing.
ksyudaily 