Archive | February 28, 2012


Cleanse me with hyssop, and I will be clean;
wash me, and I will be whiter than snow. Psalm 51:7


Tender drops of grace
Gently falling past the pain
Washing away all the stains
Healing this broken heart

Soft storms flood the mind
Cleansing the thoughts within
Renewing the mind once again
Healing this darkened soul

Pitter patter of God’s still small voice
Bringing hope to this shattered life
Easing the suffering and the strife
Puddles of love trickle in

Gleaming sun shining down
Warming the soul and heart
Giving life a renewing start
Misty aftermath floating by

Gray clouds now gone away
Rainbows filling crevices of the mind
Vibrant colors left behind
God’s imprint on this once broken heart