Lord, What's Your Plan? Poem by Wendy Murphy

Lord, I put my life
In the palm of your hands
I’m tired of the games
What’s your plan?

I need to know
I’ll be okay
I’m tired of the hurt
Of yesterday

Help me make
A brand new start
Make my life complete
Including my heart

I feel broken and torn
Used and abused
I’ve been down the wrong path
and feel so bruised

I’m afraid to put
My heart on the line
Tired of it breaking
Time after time

Tired of choosing
The wrong men in my life
Can’t seem to be
A decent man’s wife

So Lord what’s your plan
For healing this pain
And getting me out
Of this wicked old game