Innocence
Pure and beautiful
Unreserved
Wide open
Trust
It’s currency

Oh so rich
in wonder
love abundant
Laugher
It’s language

Darkness comes
To wound
To steal
To kill
The soul
Of innocence

Grief
Sorrow
it’s offering

You said
Oh King
To be
As them
A child
Your kingdom’s glory

The world
A place that robs
The one
Whom innocence
is deserving

Oh Lord
Your eyes
Behold
Them all
Sovereign heart
So vexed
And broken

Show me
Your child
To take
This grief
For them
And make it
Golden

May Christ be glorified in all! Crisie 💕
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