Like a bird among the ruins
My restless spirit roams
So empty, all my weary days
That vanish like the smoke
Another fragment broken, oh
My heart is giving up
Another tear falling down
Into my weeping cup
Hear my prayer, oh Lord
Don’t hide your face
Turn your ear to me
Come quickly…
Like the grasses in the meadows
I’m withering away
But while all on earth will perish
My Lord, your Word remains
My enemies upon me
They won’t let me forget
All the things I’ve done against you
My deepest of regrets
Hear my prayer, oh Lord
Don’t hide your face
Turn your ear to me
Come quickly…
Hear my prayer, oh Lord
How I need your grace!
Guide me to your arms
And heal me…
© Caryl Archer