You've been tarnished
And you've been stained
And all the varnish you've used
To cover up with is peeling away
Yet even now return to Me with nothing less
Than your wounded broken heart
Cling to Me your gracious King
Be shattered glass of empty jars and rend
Rend, rend, rend, rend your hearts
Rend your hearts
You've been tarnished
Oh and, you've been stained
Oh, and all the varnish you've used
To cover up with is peeling away, away
Yet even now return to Me with nothing less
Than your wounded broken heart
Cling to Me your gracious King
Be shattered glass of empty jars and rend
Rend, rend, rend, rend your hearts
I don't need a grand display
Oh, show Me that your heart has changed
I don't need a show
Only just to know your own heart breaks
Yet even now return to Me with nothing less
Than your wounded broken heart
Cling to Me your gracious King
Be shattered glass of empty jars and rend
Rend, rend, rend, rend your hearts
Rend, rend, rend, rend your hearts
Rend, rend, rend, rend your hearts