So, thank You, Jesus
Even when You see us just as we are
Fragile and frail and so far from who we want to be
So, thank You, Jesus
Even when the pieces are broken and small
Dreams shatter and scatter like the wind
Thank You, even then
So I put aside the masquerade
And admit that I am not okay
Which may not be the thing to say
But I'm not ashamed to need You more each day
-Nicole Nordeman
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