From Wounded Hearts…

When I was young destroyer came…

My heart to crush–my dreams to maim.

It is the same for all who dream,

A plan is hatched–an evil scheme…


To break a life and hope’s destroy,

For every little girl and boy.

And Devil says, “Ah hah! I’ve won!”

Their dreams are dead; future undone!


But God above can fashion wings;

From wounded hearts and broken things.

And choicest plan He’ll hold in view,

While mending and restoring you.


He’ll fashion from your fractured soul,

A life that’s been redeemed–made whole!

Just offer up those broken things.

And when He’s done–He’ll give back wings!


Martha Gibbons, Broken Vessels Recovery Project, 1999

From Wounded Hearts