Friday, September 23, 2011


Sexually Abused child.Image via WikipediaOf the pain of being sexually abused.

See the one that was broken and crushed
over and over--
See the one that was burned beyond
cast out like dust and scattered as

See her in perfection
made new as a jewel
not left in her blood and shame

And they that looked upon her nakedness,
those that saw her polluted in her own blood,
and walked by on the other way,
them she is restored to save.

Blessed healing
Only heaven can touch
Windows to my soul
my dread
my red tidings cried out to Him
now I am standing in the courts of the King
I am the resurrection and the life.

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