Archive for September, 2019

Broken pieces, don’t seem to have worth

Formed from clay, drawn from the earth

Broken and scattered, they got threw away

This sounds like me, oh come what may

 

Broken pieces, represent this old life

For most of it, I was caught up in strife

I know one thing, I was formed by my God

But lost and broken, I was caught up in my flaws

 

Broken and lost, I was without hope

Felt unloved, I had no way to cope

Beaten and bruised was my only friends

There were times I thought my life might end

 

I was on a path, I could only see one way

It wasn’t for righteousness, that I did stray

It was very dark, the darkest I’d ever seen

The walls were black, tainted with mean

 

I was so broken, lost without hope

Sliding down, down a slippery slope

One day I saw a light, it caught my eye

Love was displayed, then I breathed with a sigh

 

I heard sound, it was a soft voice

He calmed the chatter, that was all noise

He held out His hand, he gave me a lift

It’s called grace, it’s His free gift

 

Salvation, is His master plan

He designed it, to redeem man

He included me, wow, I was in awe

I soon discovered, I was not stuck in flaws

 

I hear His voice, it’s now coming in clear

Oh, how I love, how He drew me in near

Broken Pieces, they all matter to God

Come everyone, no matter your flaws

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I’ll Forever Be Your Slave

 

You are Holy, You are Righteous

Thru His Blood is how You see us

Not of works by our hands

It was all Your master plan

 

This is love, this is grace

We’ll forever sing Your Praise

You took our place on the cross

You paid it all though we were lost

 

Your love covered our sin

You pulled us from the mess we’re in

Now we’re heirs to Your Throne

How sweet heaven is our home

 

I am free, I’m free at last

To never live my past

I’ll forever walk Your way

Then testify to Your Grace

 

It was love at first sight

Now I’m living in Your Light

I’m free to forever live

Service to You I must give

 

I’ll forever be Your slave

Since You helped me over-come the grave

I’ll testify to Your grace

As I walk with You in this race

 

 

 

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On That Day

 

One day He’ll wipe away our every tear

On that day His promises will be seen clear

It will be a glorious, glorious day

For thru Jesus is the only way

 

One day He will draw His Church near

On that day His Word will stand clear

It will be a glorious, glorious day

For thru Jesus is the only way

 

One day He will split the skies

On that day there will be no more cries

It will be a glorious, glorious day

For thru Jesus is the only way

 

One day our King will return

On that day evil will be cast down to burn

It will be a glorious, glorious day

For thru Jesus is the only way

 

One day all His promises will come true

On that day we will Worship because of His Truth

It will be a glorious, glorious day

For thru Jesus is the only way

 

One day we will live in the presence of our King

On that day we will lift voices and forever sing

It will be a glorious, glorious day

For thru Jesus is the only way

 

On that day Christ died to save the lost

He died on that wretched old cross

It was glorious, glorious day

For thru His death we have grace

 

So, if you’re broken and know that you’re lost

Bring all your baggage and burdens to the cross

For on that day it will be a glorious, glorious day

Because you knew Jesus as the only way

 

We will lift our voices forever to our King

With our praises we will forever sing

It will be a glorious, glorious day

For thru Jesus is The Only Way

 

 

 

© Copyright By Bart Hickey, All Rights Reserved 2018