The Broken Ones...

The Broken Ones

You know it is so easy to judge. We sometimes do it without thinking. We just think it and think nothing more about the thoughts we had. I heard this song on the radio the other day and I just broke and cried. I guess I never consider the journeys of other people’s lives. How sad for me. I know there are a hundred times that I have passed up to be a blessing to others and either didn’t realize it or was to absorbed with my own cares in life. Any way, this song really ministered to me. I hope the words minister to you. I know that even if I couldn’t help in a financial way or any other way, I know I can PRAY. (see the lyrics to this song at the bottom of the first song) Maybe, these songs can be found on youtube.com and you can listen to them.

The Broken Ones The Talley Trio Maggie came home one day with a raggedy Raggedy Ann She said, "Mama, look what I found in the neighbor's garbage can" Had a missing left arm and a right button eye hanging by a thread She carried it gently up to her room and laid in on her bed (Chorus) She loves the broken ones, the ones that need a little patching up She sees a diamond in the rough and makes it shine like new It really doesn't take that much, a willing heart and a tender touch If everybody loved like she does; there'd be a lot less broken ones Twenty years later in a shelter on eighteenth avenue A seventeen year old girl shows up all black and blue Needle tracks in her left arm; almost too weak to stand She says, "I'm lost and I need help" as Maggie takes her hand And says, "Come on in" (Chorus) If you call her an angel, she'll be quick to say to you She's just doing what the one who died for her would do Love the broken ones, the ones that need a little patching up See the diamond in the rough and make it shine like new It really doesn't take that much, a willing heart and a tender touch If everybody loved like He does, there'd be a lot less broken ones Tag: If everybody loved like He does, there'd be a lot less broken ones



I Can Pray (Dove Brothers) Verse 1 You say I’m not able I’m too young or I’m too old And I can’t sing or teach And no title do I hold Lord, what can I do? For I want to do my part And I want to help the hurting With all of my heart Chorus I can pray until the walls come down Until there’s healing all around That’s something I can do I can pray in my secret place Calling on your name That’s something I can do I can pray Verse 2 My family shows no interest My child has gone so far Though I try my best to reach them Their hearts just seem so hard Lord what can I do? To help bring them back to you For my family’s lost and dying And my words don’t get through Repeat Chorus You may not be a preacher You may not be a Sunday school teacher You may not be able to sing But friend there’s something we all can do You can pray In your secret place Calling on his name That’s something you can do You can pray, I can pray, we can pray I can pray, you can pray I know you hear us Lord when we pray We will pray I will pray Will you pray?