I wait for Him
My heart is burnt-down city
Where magnificent towers
Are reduced to filthy ashes,
And i am powerless,
Watching the wind blow them away
And before everything to gray.
I'm broken but I'm still standing
Because I know how He chastens me.
I wait for Him to restore me
And put me in His holy place.
I wait for Him to renew me
So I can offer the vow I made.