Winter to spring, ice to flow,
Shatter, shake, renew and make
My heart alive and new...
Strip away all fear and pride,
Chop away the branches died,
Bear my heart unto the Light
That shines and pierce it through.
Lord, this cage of iron bar
Restricts, kills, smothers but still
I yearn for You alone...
Coldness creeps and slows me numb,
Frozen here yet still my tongue
(Urged by heart not conquered yet)
Sings love, in trial, to You.
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