The Lord who heals me

The only one that can heal me

Is the one from which I hide

The other whispered in my ear, and I thought you had lied

Confused and full of fear

I hid my face, in hopes to hide my heart

Further I run

Away from you. Away from myself

This isn’t who I am, I don’t recognize my reflection

The lines between my brows once embraced your sweet complexion

Haunted by a fear so deep it seems real

I call out your name amidst the echoes

Half-holding and half-offering up my heart

With a love so limitless, you cast away the dark

Fear is not my name, and you are who you say you are

Healer, Yahweh, Jehovah-Rophe.