Come Lift Up Your Sorrows
If you are wounded
And if you're alone
If you are angry
If you're heart is cold as stone
If you have fallen
And if you are weak
Then come find the worth of God
That only the suffering seek.
Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
of all your shame
There in your wilderness
He's waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
for He's wounded too.
He has not stuttered
and He has not lied.
When He says come unto me
you're not disqualified
When you're heavy laden
You may want to depart
But those who know sorrow
They're closest to his heart
Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
of all your shame
There in your wilderness
He's waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
for He's wounded too.
In this most holy place
He's made a sacred space
For those who will enter in
and trust to cry out to him
And you'll find no curtain there
No reason left for fear
There's perfect freedom here
To weep every unwept tear.
Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
of all your shame
There in your wilderness
He's waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
for He's wounded too.
If you are wounded
And if you're alone
If you are angry
If you're heart is cold as stone
If you have fallen
And if you are weak
Then come find the worth of God
That only the suffering seek.
Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
of all your shame
There in your wilderness
He's waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
for He's wounded too.
He has not stuttered
and He has not lied.
When He says come unto me
you're not disqualified
When you're heavy laden
You may want to depart
But those who know sorrow
They're closest to his heart
Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
of all your shame
There in your wilderness
He's waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
for He's wounded too.
In this most holy place
He's made a sacred space
For those who will enter in
and trust to cry out to him
And you'll find no curtain there
No reason left for fear
There's perfect freedom here
To weep every unwept tear.
Come lift up your sorrows
And offer your pain
Come make a sacrifice
of all your shame
There in your wilderness
He's waiting for you
To worship Him with your wounds
for He's wounded too.
Michael Card,
from "The Hidden Face of God" album
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7 comments:
I hope you have a Resurrection Day full of hope. Love overcame death! Let's rejoice.
hope you're okay...praying to our God Who knows to love you w/ His unfailing love...
Hey, I've been a little worried about you. Hope everything is okay. You are missed.
I pray everything is going well with you. Hope to see you back soon here. And I love your new blog background.
Also, just letting you know that my friend Cindy (Our Journey Westward) and I have just launched a brand new company offering nature-themed e-book unit studies. We are having a giveaway to celebrate. We'd love to have you come visit.
www.homeschoolblogger.com/melissal89
http://ourjourneywestward.com
Blessings, Melissa
I'm missing you. Twitter seems especially quiet lately.:-) Praying you feel His keeping power in this season.
Oi. Parabéns por seu excelente blog. Gostaria de lhe convidar para visitar meu blog e conhecer alguma coisa sobre o Brasil e nossa luta contra o comunismo. Abração
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