When broken hearts are heavy,
And souls are filled with pain,
The Lord draws near to comfort,
And heal the hurt again.
In times of deepest sorrow,
When tears seem never-ending,
The Lord is there to listen,
His love forever extending.
He holds us in His arms,
And wipes away our tears,
The Lord is near to broken hearts,
And takes away our fears.
So when life seems too hard,
And everything feels wrong,
Just remember the Lord is near,
And with His love we're strong.
In moments of despair,
When we feel lost and alone,
The Lord is there to guide us,
And lead us safely home.
His love is like a beacon,
A light that shines so bright,
The Lord is near to broken hearts,
To make everything alright.
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BUSHRA TANVIR
I am a poetess and article writer
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