God Loves The Broken - Vicki Yohe

This time this love will last

You’ve said I’m wiser I’ve learned from the past

The love you thought you knew has torn your heart into

Now can it, be mended?

God loves the broken

His arms are open

There is no shame, there is no blame

Where love is spoken

God loves the broken

His hands, His touch can heal

He has placed you on His potter’s wheel

The pieces that He found, left scattered on the ground

He’s shaping and changing

God does love us

God does love us

God does love us

God does love us