Let me hold you.

My child so lost and broken
my tears are one with yours
i see your viscious cutting
and your heart so brusied and sore

I know the words they speak
how their hate has made you cry
and the words that cut so deep
make you want to quickly die

You think you're all alone
and that no one could care
but listen my beautiful one
for i've been there

People mocked and slashed me
and yes their hate brought tears
their words could cut so deep
but in my Father there was no fear

I cry and i hold out my hand
i long to give you new life
i promise to forever hold you
my child, hand me the knife

By: Jesus through Trisha