Come into my broken and heal me, Lord God:
My pain is sore throbbing and will not let up.
Come into my broken and weep with me here:
It’s only Your love that can comfort and soothe.
He came to our broken and lived with us here:
He felt all our sorrows and all of our pains;
He came to our broken and cried for our loss,
And paid for our sin with His death on the cross.
Lord Jesus, we thank You for living with us,
And seeing the broken that others may scorn.
We choose to adore you and live now for You;
In Your healing love may we always abide.
November 7, 2018
I wish I were a good enough musician to play this for you on the piano. But even if I could, I have never learned to sing and play the piano at the same time.
This little song wrote itself in the parking lot of church, where I made myself late to the prayer meeting.