I woke up with new words in my head this morning. I get so excited when that happens!! I fumble to get my alarm shut off, grab my phone, and get the words down before I forget them or lose them.
Heal me Lord
Bind up my wounds
Touch me now and
Heal my broken heart
Take away the dark
Shine upon my life
Free my soul and
Live within my heart
The melody is a slow, prayerful tune. I hear this as a solo voice a Capella or maybe with soft piano. Lately, I’ve had a lot of great big sound with orchestras and choirs singing full volume in my head when I wake up, so this is a nice change. And it brought to mind the scripture in Isaiah 61 about God binding up our wounds…
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners, to proclaim the year of The Lord’s favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion – to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.
This is the kind of scripture I just have to sit and soak in, sit with my hand on my Bible as though just touching it can make it come alive in my life. The words in this passage are just plain old juicy! Thick and rich, ripe with meaning and love, dripping with healing and grace.
I think that God knows how to bind up our wounds before we even know we are hurting. The words this morning made me think, “I didn’t know I needed healing!” But God knows how to go right to the sore spot… And all He has to do is speak a word. And, sometimes, He chooses to touch us with His grace and healing.