Little Orphan Spirit

 

Little orphan spirit,

Searching orphan soul..

Do you not know it is the Heavenly Father,

That you seek? He will make you whole.

He saw every tear upon your pink cheek,

He heard every word you’ve ever spoken.

He held in His strong and tender hands,

Your little orphan heart so broken.

He formed you in the womb,

Wonderfully made, but then came rejection and despair,

Even if there were people who loved you, standing there.

Hurt and loneliness, can close in on you, feeling like a tomb.

Such a deep longing for your Father’s face.

No human soul can fill His shoes.

It’s nothing you are aware of, nor choose.

You may even embrace His salvation,

Receive His grace.

Still your soul is sorrowful,

No one takes the Father’s place.

Little orphan spirit, searching orphan soul,

He bends down to brush away each tear.

He hangs on every word of prayer,

Making sure to hear,

The longing of your little orphan heart,

He holds it in His strong and tender hands.

Breathing love on it, it starts to beat anew,

As if He is recreating, refreshing, you,

Resting, rejoicing in all that you do.

Little orphan spirit, searching orphan soul,

Let there be oil of joy, beauty restored.

Let faith be renewed, love your reward,

For you are fashioned by the Lord.

The longing of your little orphan heart,

The steps you have taken,  never left or forsaken.

Little heart, never again broken. Your search is over,

Now that the Father has spoken.

Rebecca Jones

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