Текст Darlene Zschech – Cry Of The Broken

Lord I come
Lord I thank you
For your love
For this grace divine

You were wounded
For my sin
And You were bruised
For all my shame
You were broken
For my healing
Only by the cross
I’m saved

You’re the mender of the broken
To every outcast
A friend and comforter

I come boldly to your presence
Lord I bow before your throne
You’re my healer
My redeemer
You’re my hope, my life, my all

You hear the cry of the broken
You hear the cry of the broken
You hear the cry of the broken
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You answer the cry of the broken
You answer the cry of the broken