Splintered

The shards of time have splintered me.
Most shards are dark, are any bright?
The Lord, though came to set me Free
And open my heart - truth my light.

These splitters fractured my image for sure,
The image of God that He breathed on me,
But He, with kindness, presented His cure,
And opened my mind; my eyes can now see.

My fractures now healed by His great Word,
My fractured mind is now whole again.
I'm telling you this so you've now heard,
That you can be whole for sure, Amen!