Broken Violin
Sunday, 12 October 2008 . 14:12

The manuscripts are written, but I'm a broken violin, with torn strings, dusty, forgotten, stored away at the back of the attic.
I pray find me Lord, clean me, tune me, make me anew. Heal my hurts with the power of Your voice! Whistle Your sweet tune. Play the symphony of my Life!
*picture from DeviantArt!
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