by Kim Capps 

 

in this summer of broken hearts

too many mothers weep                                                        

as we stare at what’s been shattered

and the wounds that cut so deep

some think they can fix it , some try to take control 

but I just sit here prayin’ for broken things to be made whole

for broken things to be made whole   

 

well, they always felt safe dancin’ 

not so anymore

In a night club or on the street 

feels like we’re always in a war

are the guns we think will save  us

worth the lives they take in toll?

we need to lay them down

for broken things to be made whole

for broken things to be made whole  

 

Bridge:

confession & forgiveness walk hand in hand with love.  Love seeks to do justice

that’s what we need more of,   justice seeking love, justice seeking love

 

there are way too many people

shouting hate and spreading fear

just a few willing to listen

even fewer that can hear

that the way we’ll cross this mountain will try our very souls—

we’ve got to travel there together

for broken things to be made whole     

for broken things to be made whole

can we travel there together     every voice is important

can we travel there together     can we listen to each other?

can we travel there together    hate cannot have the last word!

can we travel there together   it seems impossible until its done

can we travel there together?

for broken things to be made whole