Lord of the Broken

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Lord, this world is so broken, so torn by the fall
My trials and weaknesses seem to crumble my faith
The mountains loom larger and the fires burn hotter,
And I look through my tears, but I can’t see Your face.
Then I see Jesus pleading, “Not My will but Yours,”
And I hear Your sweet voice say, “My grace is enough.”

Oh give me the faith
To see my pain isn’t wasted,
You’re building strength with each mountain
Refining gold in the fire.

You’re Lord of the broken
The hurting and bleeding
We’re desperately pleading
Calling Your name.
You’re Lord of the hopeless
The helpless and faithless
Who are crying to Jesus
Who is mighty to save!
You’re Lord of the broken.


      Lord, my heart is so broken, so weary with sin
I bow at Your feet again with guilt I can’t hide
The war in my soul is tearing me apart,
And I struggle and fight, but I can’t overcome.
Then I see nail-scarred hands stretched out wide to me
And open arms of love say “Forgiveness is free!”

Oh give me patience to trust
That You’re building Your kingdom
That You’re molding a masterpiece
From the shards of my life.

You’re Lord of the broken
The hurting and bleeding
We’re desperately pleading
Calling Your name.
You’re Lord of the hopeless
The helpless and faithless
Who are crying to Jesus
Who is mighty to save!
You’re Lord of the broken.


And if this clay jar must be cracked and shattered so that Your light can shine through —
And if I must die that the life You’ve put in me can blossom into something new —
Then break me and change me, and put Your light in me,
Until the whole world can see that

You’re Lord of the broken
The hurting and bleeding
We’re desperately pleading
Calling Your name.
You’re Lord of the hopeless
The helpless and faithless
Who are crying to Jesus
Who is mighty to save!
You’re Lord of the broken.


Lord, all that is broken will one day be new
This world that is groaning now will soon be set free
Your people are hopeful, expectantly waiting,
And we’re longing for You, to look on Your face.
But then we turn our eyes outward to the world that is broken,
As we turn our eyes upward to our home there with You.

Oh give us the hope
To look forward to heaven
And to pour out our lives
For this loved, dying world.

Because Lord, You were broken,
Rejected, abandoned,
Bleeding on Calvary, dying for me.
And because You were broken,
The way now is open,
The tomb now is empty
And I am set free!


Healing is possible, for Jesus, You have paid it all,
Oh Lord of the broken.

 

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