Broken World

Broken World

I’ve broken my world
Torn it down over again
With every glass
Another star did fall
Till the light of night
Turn to skies of black
Each bottle tossed to darkness
Empty but for a piece of my soul
Now I try to build
As the light floods my world
But do I rebuild all as before
Is there glory there still to come
Or greater glory in building a world
That’s different from what I destroyed
So with the tools in my hand
And the Rock of my foundation
I pray and wait for the vision
Of the glory I’m to build

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s