Yah heal my wounds
Yah, heal my wounds, and take away the pain, Mend the fractures of my soul, and soothe my heart's deep stain. Hide me under Your wings of protection, a sanctuary from life's raging storms, And water my body with strength, that I may rise above my fragile forms. When my legs are broken, and hope is all but gone, I look to You, dear Yah, my Rock, my Refuge, my guiding Light, my Song. When my body is weak, and I'm unable to contain, The turmoil that besets me, I cry out to You, dear Yah, my Savior, my Redeemer, my Balm. Heal my wounds, dear Yah, and restore my soul, Revive my spirit, and make me whole. Take away the pain, and fill me with Your peace, That I may walk in Your presence, and find my heart's release. In Your presence, I find solace, a refuge from life's strife, A place to hide, a place to heal, a place to find new life. So I'll look to You, dear Yah, my Healer, my Friend, And trust that You'll restore me, till the very end.
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