Oh heavy heart,
embrace your Maker
let the tears slide down
and stain the paper
Bring your heart
before your Jesus
all the shame
and broken pieces

To the throne
of the God most High,
I bring my cares
and heartfelt cries
And as I cry out
to the ear He lends
He offers me hope
and peace that transcends
my understanding
and my fear
He whispers
"Child, I am here".

To the cross
and my Savior's feet,
I bring my cares,
I bring my needs
My weaknesses
and incompleteness
the hole I need to fill
with Jesus

I take the hand
of the One I love,
I claim His truth,
I sing His song.
For it's His stripes
that ransomed me,
it's His blood
that set me free.

My heart, once heavy
grace-collided
the sadness in it
soon subsided.
My light, my life,
amazing grace
a Love so ardent
took it's place.