She still keeps the pictures up of who she lost Joy is a memory that she forgot Life wasn’t fair to her A cold room and all alone She cries tonight, her prayers are angry words They’re questions why life wasn’t fair to her
You’re healer to the broken Shepherd to the lost Father to the orphan Adopted by the cross There’s comfort in your arms It’s where our healing starts Our only hope is Jesus
He’s tired of carrying his father’s words Telling him he’s not enough, he has no worth He’s memorized the lines He works his life away to measure up And all he’s left with is empty love Even he can find the love he’s been denied
Our only hope is Jesus
Even though I walk down broken roads I will never have to walk alone When I cannot stand on my own feet, you will carry me
Our only hope is Jesus Our only hope is Jesus Our only hope is Jesus
