A broken world we live in.
Have we come to expect pain-free wholesomeness across our lives, in such a world?
No wonder the disappointment.
Could it be....that each fragmented piece we find in our life, is not meant to show the brokeness, but rather, His healing, and sustaining touch?
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[Broken World] - Across The Sky
Promises shattered
Answers don't come
Friends say goodbye
Plans come undone
Dreams get crushed
Lies get told
Words can turn cruel
Hearts can grow cold
In a broken world where we cry to feel
Some hope that helps these hearts to heal
You're my strength, You're my refuge
In a broken world, Jesus I'm holding to You
You make sense of the madness
And You make darkness flee, yeah
You bring such a calm
To the chaos in me
Show me life
Tell me truth
Day after day I keep running to You
Long ago, we fell so far
Yet You came to where we are
In a broken world...
A broken world....I will hold to you
In a broken world where we cry to feel
Some hope that helps these hearts to heal
You're my strength, You're my refuge
In a broken world, Jesus I'm holding to You
The old broken melody, blowing through the trees of Eden.
They say the heart of man is too far gone to save... yet in the quaint humdums of the neighbourhood, in the midst of gains and losses, joys and heartaches, pleasure and pain, friends and foes, battles lost and won, you can just hear that quiet whisper, of an amazing grace....upon this unworthy life.