i speak now for the broken ones
huddling in the dingy shadows
at the corner of your eye
those who've come to see
their tears are wasted
on the likes of most
who daily pass them by
i weep now for these broken ones
with drops of ancient grief and woe
from lifetimes past i can ne'er fathom
i mourn now for these broken ones
who seem to have forgotten how to cry
for this deep well of sorrow
is still so very far from dry
i pray now for these broken ones
who seem to have abandoned hope
and trust that god will hear this plea
as this broken one by grace alone,
now stands before ye whole and free
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