Prologue
A hard heart, a stony heart
Hardened by years of sin
A closed heart, a walled heart
That will let nothing enter in
A still voice, a small voice
Speaking so low but so strong
A loving voice, a pleading voice
Singing out God’s love song
Is it a crack, a real crack
Appearing on this stone cold heart?
A small crack, a tiny crack
But a place where God can start
My faith has long been gone
Can’t remember where I turned back
My heart has been hard so long
And now is fortified and strong
And I don’t see a single crack
Deep inside there’s still a cry
My heart is not completely black
My hopes are not yet ready to die
All the while God is drawing nigh
A sliver of light shines through a crack
Do I dare to try to live again?
Is it possible to get on track?
Oh, I want Him to wash my stains
Even though it will cause me pain
His love floods through the crack
I missed him more than I knew
I was so blind to my lack
Self had constantly filled my view
I forgot that He gave me life anew
God’s presence returns through the crack
Epilogue
A wedge of grace, a wedge of love
Is fitted into the crack
Hammer of mercy, hammer of God
Begins a Holy attack
It’s splitting, It’s breaking
This heart that once was so hard
It shivers, it splinters
Breaks into dozens of shards
This breaking, this rending
It seems to be wrought with pain
This wounding, this hurting
Is then washed in God’s loving rain
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