This tattered heart I find
Is with me all the time.
But there’s no hope in anyone save You.
I’d like to be somebody’s wife.
It seems that’s not my path for life;
So let me put my hope and trust in You.
Turn my attention now
To other things in store
And pour my heart and soul out just for You.
Restore me to my joy again
To follow after all your plans
To live this glorious life for only You.
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