Shattered

Shattered, broken, and bruised,
Taken for granted and abused.
We cannot fall apart now,
With what we have been endowed.

He was shattered, broken, and bruised,
Christ was guilty in our eyes and accused.
He took our sin and our shame,
Instead of us, He took the blame.

He can take the pieces of our hearts,
He can put together those broken parts.
So gather the pieces and lay them down,
He knows how the pieces can rebound.

Brokenness is not for long,
Because Christ alone can make us strong.
The pieces can only glorify,
When in the hands of God they lie.
 

My Heart's Cry

The tears fall heavy on my heart,
To know that something is hurting on the inner part.
The hurts, the pains of the present and the past,
The Lord tells me that only a little while will last.

The tears and the prayers are held close to Your heart,
And You know like a doctor where to start.
I know that the tears fall like a heavy rain,
But I will help you, your strength regain.

The testing and trials that I have been through,
Are nothing compared to what You had to do.
You cried and groaned in the garden,
That this cup would be pardoned.

Tears of blood and of sweat,
These tears You do not regret.
You know my heart and You know my pain,
And You know what I have lost and You know what I can gain.

I cry having nothing worthy of Your pardon,
But You knew what my tears were regarding.
I cry with a groan, so helpless and deep,
But I know that my heart You will keep.

Cry out today, and He will give you a hand,
And He will pull you out of the miry clay and sinking sand.
The burdens you bear, you do not have to alone,
But through salvation, His blood can atone. 

Tablet of the Heart

You have written upon my heart,
The need for a Savior from the start.
Your Words echo within the halls,
And my heart rejoices when Your Words it recalls.

My heart once was hardened,
But You softened when You gardened.
For You created what beats within my chest,
And my need came at Your behest.

Write upon the tablet of my heart,
And through them Your wisdom impart.
Your blood covered all my sin,
And You want this for all men.

-Wade Jinright

Hearts In Need

Hearts in the shape of a throne,
That by His blood can atone.
Hearts cannot be saved,
When by sin enslaved.


Hearts are dark and lonely,
And salvation in Him only.
Hearts are sad and wanting,
And all around things are daunting.


Hearts can be full and free,
When my Jesus they can see.
Hearts that are by Him made,
And for eternal life will trade.


My heart I will give,
So that I might for Him live.
For His love on the cross did show,
And with His message I will go.


-Wade Jinright