Wretched…like a ghost, I am fading….until you speak me into life again.
broken…like a splintered tree….until you mend me.
empty…and waiting…for you to come and fill me.
Homeless…and wandering…until you come and find me.
come and find me, remind me. change me, rearrange me.
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About angie wirthlin
I am a songwriter (in my own mind ). I am the mother of four children, and wife of one husband.
I am called to a life of worship. I would and have followed Jesus anywhere he leads.
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