The shattered slivers of the mirror prick my proud and haughty heart;
The tears of yesterday sting my soul and burn my deepest parts;

The broken pieces piercing others who have tried to love me still;
Reflections prismed for all to see, sins open and revealed;

Unable to repair the pain or put pieces back in place,
Yet Christ has covered all my shame and brought me from disgrace;

Though I could not bear the chards of sin, the pain,
Redemption came when I but called upon His name.

 

HE did not give up on me.