He Knows

I do not know the pain in your heart,
Nor can I fathom how broken you are.
I have no words to comfort you,
For sometimes words are of no use.

But love must fathom, love must prevail,
Where we comprehend not, love does in detail.
He hung, He bled, He dies with us daily,
Through torment and blessing He’s guarding and praying.

He holds back the flames with his own beaten body,
He cries out refuge- come child, I am safety!
Your wounds will be healed and your tears tucked away,
The flood of sorrow in your soul shall not stay.

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