Breaking Bread

(Who He Says I am Poem Series)

Breaking Bread

Oh Lord

I’m here again

Broken

With empty words

But You have spoken

Filling what was empty

And turning it into something plenty

Oh Lord

My God

You are near

Even when I fear

Your grace surrounds me

Even when I mess up

I am loved

My heart is broken

But You have spoken

That I will rejoice in You

Oh Lord

My God

My King

You dwell in the Highest places

Yet You lower Yourself in the lowest places

To give a reaching hand

Even when I fall

I am not out of reach

Even when I sin

I am made clean

Even when I am broken

I am made whole

The Lord has spoken

Oh Lord

My God

My King

My Best Friend

For I am not alone

For You are with me

When I walk

You walk with me

When I sit

You sit with me

You prepare a table for me

A feast

You break bread

And give thanks

Whatever you break

Multiplies

Whatever you say

Happens

You restored what was broken

From the words… You have spoken

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