When there are no tears left to cry When there are no words left to debate When your brook Cherith has run bone dry When
Don’t lose your vision Keep your focus Arise; shine, for your light has come, And the glory of the LORD rises upon you. How can
I say, “I’m hurting” You say, “I know” I say, “I’m broken” You say, “I understand” I say, “I’m lonely” You say, “I, too” You
When you’ve been in the abyss so long Holding that glimmer of light you cannot see Overlooking the suffering you can no longer feel Stretching
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