Other side of broken (Break me forever)

Broken cisterns hold no water.
Empty, dry, and useless.

Unless the Master has their all.
Then the brokenness is beautiful.

For through brokenness can flow His love.

Unending steam. Unending grace.
Because of the broken.

Break me forever.

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