Uploaded June 2026 | Updated September 2026, 6 days ago

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An original song from FellowshipOfTheMartyrs.com

Lyrics:
Our Father, who art in Heaven,
Hallowed be Thy Name,
Oh, Jesus, please hear my prayer.
And heal Your Bride again.

She’s scattered into pieces,
She’s gone her own way,
Chasing after empty wind,
That steals her soul away.

Make her sell all she has
To buy expensive oil
To wash Your holy feet
And dry them with her hair

[Chorus]
Make her desperate for You only,
That nothing else will do,
That when You're gone, she feels it,
Every breath cries out for You.

Make her aware of her bleeding
Seeing what she's wasted
On men with degrees
When she really needed You.

Make her sit at your feet
Drinking in every word
Even when work needs doing
That she puts You first.

[Chorus]
Make her desperate for You only,
That nothing else will do,
That when You're gone, she feels it,
Every breath cries out for You.

Make her desperate for You only
Panicked when You're missing
Willing to carry Your Body
On her own back if necessary.

Deliver all her demons
That then she will know
That you are her Savior
And go wherever you go.

She’s scattered into pieces,
She’s gone her own way,
Chasing after empty wind,
That steals her soul away.

[Chorus]
Make her desperate for You only,
That nothing else will do,
That when You're gone, she feels it,
Every breath cries out for You.

[Outro]
That when You're gone, she feels it,
Every breath cries out for You.