My bones are weary.
My heart heavy.
My burden is overwhelming.
My yoke is a struggle.
I just need someone
to lean against.
I just need
a moment's rest.
Is there anyone?
Invisible as I may be
my transgressions
are plain to see.
Is there anyone?
Someone to listen
and truly hear.
To wipe away tears
Is there anyone?
I've felt so alone.
Until I hear Your voice
small and still
insisting that You
will carry me.
That You will give me rest,
let me lean against You
catch my breath.
You will take away
my burden and yoke;
set me free.
You'll catch my tears
as they fall, scouring
my heart and purging it.
You'll hold me
like a babe,
with your nail-scared hands.
You ask, "is there anyone
who will let me?"
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