Brave Heart

I bid your broken heart be still

Beat slowly, bide its time until

Until this sorrow season’s slept

And all its tortured tears are wept

 

I bid your heart, till then to wait

Lay low for now, for fairer fate

Will one day dawn like burning star

On healing wings from fields afar

 

Pure joy will find its way to you

With love, turn up, till then stay true

For He who breaks will also bind

He may seem cruel, but God is kind

 

He bids your broken heart be calm

The grief will grate, but will not harm

For bitter bread at sorrow’s feast

He feeds you first; not last, at least!

 

He bids you, therefore, don’t despair

Petition Him and pour out prayer

Your saviour’s strong, so strong to save

So bid your broken heart, be brave!