**Broken and Borne**
With broken hearts, we kneel before Your throne,
Repentant tears our weary souls alone.
Fear gnaws, our spirits bruised and sore,
Yet gratitude, like balm, our wounds explore.
Though heavy laden, burdened and distressed,
No cold disdain our hearts shall ever crest.
In trembling voice, we whisper our despair,
But find a solace past all weight and snare.
Our shattered dreams before Your feet we lay,
And trust Your grace to heal our darkest day.
With gratitude, we seek Your loving guise,
For broken and borne, Your love defies.
