The Broken Ones - Kerrie Roberts

Formed for a purpose, He knew from the start

Shaped in His image, loved by His heart

The Potter’s hand doesn’t make mistakes

But sometimes He lets us break down

But He lifts us up

When we’re not strong enough

Let every bruise and crack remind me that

God loves the broken ones, with edges rough

That’s who He loves, the broken ones

He doesn’t see who we were, but who we’ll become

That’s why He loves, the broken ones

That’s why He loves, the broken ones

He can look where the pieces fell

Shining like the river, scar and tear

Everything’s not lost, keep trusting

He’ll carry you, He won’t leave you falling down

He will lift you up

When you’re not strong enough

Let every bruise and crack remind you that

God loves the broken ones, with edges rough

That’s who He loves, the broken ones

He doesn’t see who we were, but who we’ll become

That’s why He loves, the broken ones

That’s why He loves, the broken ones

So draw me close, hold me tight

Because I am a broken one

So draw me close and hold me tight

Because I am a broken one!

God loves the broken ones, with edges rough

That’s who He loves, the broken ones

He doesn’t see who we were, but who we’ll become

That’s why He loves the broken ones

God loves the broken ones, with edges rough

That’s who He loves, the broken ones

He doesn’t see who we were, but who we’ll become

That’s why He loves, the broken ones