Joy

Wounds that crusted over
With no hand or balm to heal
When I think of how I’ve failed at love
I want to fail to feel

But there is
water
turned to
wine
turned to
blood
turned to
joy!

In between tears, You taught me to see
It’s the joy of our hearts that pulls me from glory to glory

For there is
water
turned to
wine
turned to
blood
turned to
joy!

Oh yes, the worry lines
Fade with time
As I tangle Your fingers in mine
And start to trust the signs

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