I’m oh so afraid to be broken
All teary-eyed, cringing and spent
And troubles arrive by the bus-load
I know now just what a friend meant
He told me how pain proves a blessing
And shows “self-sufficient” a lie
I’ve yanked and I’ve pulled at these problems
It’s time to give prayer a try.
I don’t really know what is proper
Except that I pour out my heart
And God if you’re really that caring
You’ll bear with this faltering start.
But something has clicked deep inside me
And words seem to flow like a spring
And somehow I know you are present
And willing to bear everything.
As if no one else were sufficient
Or knew what exactly I meant
You counsel to think upon Jesus
And doors open as I repent.