Sitting alone....
without a single ray of hope....
running all day....
without stopping..
reaching out....
but no body catches her fall....
whispering the words.
"help me"
but once again hearing no reply....
hearing voices
saying you're not gonna survive...
your just no good.
you messed up one too many times..
just a whisper in the wind...
just a face in the crowd,
depression weighing on her mind,
the past comes back to her...
reminding her of all her sin.
cant you hear her
calling out....
wearing a mask....
a stained glass masquerade,
a velvet curtain is
covering up
the hurt and tears...
but we just walk right on by....
have you told yet of the grace of God....
have you listened to the words....
can you seen through the scars she hides away....
are your arms stretched wide,
or maybe you stand the same,
holding back,
would you still love her if you really knew...
if u truly searched,
coming to find....
shes fallen so many times,
reach out,
take hold,
show your God is there....
tell her of his mercy,
how he died on the old rugged cross....
just a whisper....
could help more than you know....
