all scattered and so torn
from the time spent laying beaten
to the edges which are worn
placed into there very moment
God's timiing they are laid
and so I bow my head to pray
put to rest my every day and sing
lay me down here to sleep
cause forever I'm yours, your to keep
and I see the God of wonders
and as my future comes and goes
God the only one who knows
so I lie here in His comfort
and watch the pieces being placed
and by His tender touch he holds
the pieces which he knows