a journal never captures
the heart and all it feels,
my words fail to express
the wounds in which I deal.
the stars found in the heavens
declare and praise and sing,
the glory of God's wonder
and the hope, His grace brings.
a sparrow knows the richness
of the refuge of God's heart,
the Father will not fail me
for His love will not depart.
a burden does not stay
for its shadow will not last,
held forever in God's favor
I can leave behind my past.
a journal never captures
the deep places of my heart,
for they belong to Jesus
time to set them all apart.