“The accumulated sorrows of your exile will dissipate. I, your God, will get rid of them for you. You’ve carried those burdens long enough.” Zephaniah 3:18 (The Message)

When we’re lost and scared

And no longer know who we are

You go into our secret places

You see our guilt and shame

You fill our cracks

You knit our hearts back together

You want all of us

It doesn’t matter what we did in the past

We are safe and known and loved

And I will sing a new psalm

A song of hope

Of who I am, of who I will be,

Of who we are, of who we will be.

Loved.