Broken Faith

Heal me, Lod

You know I love You, Lord, it’s true,
Yet still I ask, why did You allow
These trials that stole my voice away
Your servant silenced, taught to bow.

I walked in loyalty and prayer,
Yet suddenly, I stood unheard.
I thought this loss was punishment,
A sentence sealed by every word.

So long I lived in quiet pain,
Believing this was mine to bear.
I turned my back when hurt grew deep
My first great sin, my broken prayer.

I soon realized how wrong I’d been
And begged Your mercy, grace so wide.
You forgave me and loved me still,
A faithful Father by my side.

Yet here I stand in darkness once more,
Reaping the seeds my choices sowed.
Still I blamed You for all my wounds
How lost I was on this hard road.

A prodigal child, stubborn and blind,
Now bruised by grief and weighed by fear.
I come to You, so torn, so small
My broken heart laid trembling here.

Please heal me, Lord, and shape me new,
Restore the trust my doubts have torn.
Hold my hand and lift my heart
Let broken faith be gently reborn.

Author's Note

God heals every broken heart.