To See the Good in Broken Things
“The same sun that rises over castles and
welcomes the day
Spills over buildings into the streets where orphans play
And only You can see the good in broken things
You took my heart of stone, and You made it home
And set this prisoner free”
Spills over buildings into the streets where orphans play
And only You can see the good in broken things
You took my heart of stone, and You made it home
And set this prisoner free”
Bethany
Dillon
Image, by Micheal Rochlitz in his blog dustyroadseconomics
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