Fragile Heart

Let the words of my mouth
and the meditation of my heart
Be pleasing to You

When my day turns to night
and the winter frost bites
Be the sun that blankets my moon

A contrite heart You will not despise
And feeble hands You will not deny
The very hands that fashioned the stars
Are the ones that hold this fragile heart

Every blade, every grain, every flower in the field
Knows the sound of Your simple tune
Every dove, every tree, every creature of the deep
Oh, they move to the rhythms of You

A contrite heart You will not despise
And feeble hands You will not deny
The very hands that fashioned the stars
Are the ones that hold this fragile heart

Though my flesh may faint
And my heart may break
And my mind may fail
You are my portion

Though my flesh may faint
Heart may break
Mind might be frail
You are my portion

A contrite heart You will not despise
And feeble hands You will not deny
The very hands that fashioned the stars
Are the ones that hold this fragile heart



Credits
Writer(s): Olivia Marie Morgan
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