God - The Broken Ones

I walked into that church with the smell of my past still on me
Didnt sit in the front
Kept my head low like a man who knows grace aint cheap
I have lied and hurt and run and hid
Been the kind of father I swore I would never be
But in the quiet I felt something shift
Like God was saying you are still someone I can lift
And I broke right there in the back of the room
Like a storm cloud finally giving in

Hes the God of the broken ones
The lost the ashamed the coming undone
The ones with scars they hide from the light
The ones who pray hardest alone at night
Hes the God of the fallen the bruised the scarred
The ones who learned life the hardest way
And if theres hope for a man like me
Its only because He sees what I cant see

I told Him I was tired of the man Ive been
Tired of letting anger be my closest friend
Tired of running from the truth
Tired of breaking hearts I swore to protect
I said God I aint holy I aint clean
And He whispered I dont need perfect
Just bring Me your fight
So I laid down the guilt
Laid down the shame
Laid down the nights I drank to feel numb
Laid down the man I was scared Id become
And for the first time in years
I felt something real
Felt a weight lift off my chest
Felt a peace I didnt earn
Felt like maybe I could change
If I kept choosing to return

Hes the God of the broken ones
The lost the ashamed the coming undone
The ones with scars they hide from the light
The ones who pray hardest alone at night
Hes the God of the fallen the bruised the scarred
The ones who learned life the hardest way
And if theres hope for a man like me
Its only because He sees what I cant see

I aint asking for a crown
Just the strength to face what Ive done
The courage to be better than the man I was
To love without conditions
And maybe one day when my kids look my way
They will see a man who fought his demons and stayed
A man rebuilt by the God of the broken ones
A man who didnt quit when the darkness tried to win
A man who learned to stand again

Now Im learning to walk without hiding my scars
Learning to pray without counting the bars
Of the prison I built with my own hands
Learning to trust what I dont understand
I might stumble I might fall
But I know God aint scared of it at all
Hes seen every failure every tear every sin
And still says get up your story aint done
And maybe thats the miracle
Not that He fixes everything
But that He stays when I break again

Hes the God of the broken ones
The lost the ashamed the coming undone
The ones who thought hope already died
The ones who tried to hide their lives
Hes the God of the fallen the bruised the scarred
The ones who learned life the hardest way
And if theres grace for a man like me
It’s because He makes whole what I can not see. 

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