Just tear my heart
Right out of my chest
There's nothing anchoring it in there
Anymore.
The ties that bind
Bound your heart to mine
But yours stopped beating
And mine has failed me
Since yours failed you.
I have been utterly heartbroken
Since your heart broke.
I have been breathless
In grief
In despair
Since you breathed your last.
I have been wandering through life
As one asleep
Since you fell asleep
And never woke up.
Green grass may as well be dead & brown without you.
Gray skies may as well be there in place of blue.
It may as well be storming when the sun is out;
Lush fields of summer may as well be blighted by drought.
Up's as good as down,
A smile's as well as a frown,
Happy's as well as sad,
Good's as well as bad
Since you went away.
You left to your eternal Home
At the Father's will, as He took you there,
And I have since been struck that I
Am merely but a passerby
A weary pilgrim
Out of place
In a world where I do not belong;
A traveler on a narrow road,
A runner in a lifelong race.
A sojourner seeking a place of rest
Which I shall not reach
Until my Lord deems best.
And you have already made it there.
And I am left in grief down here.
But with me stays the Comforter;
I am at a loss
Since losing you
But I am not alone.
I cling to the Shepherd
Who heals my broken heart
And binds up my wounds.
One part of my heart pulls Heavenward.
One part of my heart tries to pull me down.
Both parts are pulling different directions
As if to rip this heart in two
But I've one highest, truest affection
And — much as I love you —
It isn't you.
The Maker of my heart
Is the One to whom it belongs.
He cannot die!
(And yet He did.)
It is an undying love.
(I live by the death of His Son.)
By the resurrection of the Suffering Servant,
Death has been dealt the deathblow
And I too shall live beyond the grave.
I am the lost sheep He came to save.
'Tis all grace.
Your heart fit well with mine;
I praise our God for His design
In putting you into my life
For as long as He did.
You were a treasure and a gift.
I don't take that blessing lightly.
Which is why my lonely heart's so heavy
Now that you've been taken away.
I have so many pent-up words
And yet I've nothing much to say
Since that good, but mournful,
Bittersweet day.
I cannot look upon your face
Anymore.
Not in the flesh.
Not as I used to.
And so the absence of you
Points me further to Him.
I cast my tearful gaze
Upon my Savior now.
Upon my sovereign Creator.
His hands made the world
And everything in it
— what majesty! —
And, too, they knit you
Together in your mother's womb
So very very long ago
And they made me too.
And they gave me you.
And they took you away.
Blessed be His name. 💚✝️
