rest o' heavy heart of mine
and lay your head to softest low
mind unwind
and in time
surprised by the internal glow
hand that presses on my chest
and bids my blood to beat
can't express
weriness
i should be strong in thee
but i will sing of unbroken bones
shattered swords, swung and lost
loudest woes
sealed stones
one spear, three nails and a cross
to wake a morn and not relive
the only thing that changed this day
i will give
nothing less
than what my savior gave away
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