What God Can Turn

Poured out, broken, laid out here. Unexpected peace came near. In my devastation came A tender voice, said my name. Undeserving, soiled and stained Jesus washed my sins away. Such grace, mercy, who can tell? All I know is…it is well. Though desperately crying, On grace alone relying He comforted; met me there Pouring peace; and cast despair. My brokenness; near to death Until near Him, felt His breath. Only God can save like this, Turning brokenness, to bliss.