Kyndal

Lord, I come to You with a heavy chest

I don't need a sermon, I just need to rest

I'm walking through trauma, I'm carrying weight

I get upset easy, the sorrow is great

It takes me a while just to process my mind

So Lord, be a refuge that's quiet and kind

I don't need advice, I don't need the words

I just need a place where my weeping is heard

Oh Lord, be the shoulder I lean on to cry

Just stay by my side while the shadows roll by

I'm sensitive, Jesus, I'm falling apart

Just be the listening ear for my heart

I think of granddaughter time, gentle and sweet

With my Grandma Nanny, feeling whole and complete

But August twenty-seventh, two thousand and three

She passed from this world and took a piece of me

I cry oh so hard when I think of that loss

So I bring all my tears and my grief to the cross

I don't need advice, I don't need the words

I just need a place where my weeping is heard

Oh Lord, be the shoulder I lean on to cry

Just stay by my side while the shadows roll by

I'm sensitive, Jesus, I'm falling apart

Just be the listening ear for my heart

Please don't try to fix me, don't rush through the pain

I'm standing right here in the middle of the rain

Some sayings and phrases just tear me apart

So wrap Your deep silence around Kyndal's heart

I don't need advice, I don't need the words

I just need a place where my weeping is heard

Oh Lord, be the shoulder I lean on to cry

Just stay by my side while the shadows roll by

I'm sensitive, Jesus, but I know You are near

Thank You for being my listening ear