Blessed are the brokenhearted who seek God,
His compassion washes over their sorrow
Healing their grieving hearts and soothing their souls
Whoever feels shame rather than sorrow is at risk
They only prepare themselves once more for the fall
For shame draws upon itself, but grief draws us to God
Indeed, both pride and sorrow can break the heart, but
Only grief can break the whole, pride does not know how
One part concerned only with itself, cannot break the whole
Shame only seeks to restore one’s own supposed glory
Sorrow longs for the healing only God can bestow
Shame and sorrow's subtle differences are soon manifest
Only a short time passes before the proud fall again,
While true grief heals but slowly; it cannot run, only walk
To walk offers contemplation; to run leaves no time to reflect
God will restore those who walk with Him in their mourning
They give Him their time and request restoration from Him
That they may press onward with greater faith, hope, and vigor
He never abandons His children, even the wayward
God hears the wayward, who cry out with an open heart,
Broken and grieved by the agony God suffered for their sins
The rest are too busy in the race onto their next great feat
They will achieve what they may, only to see it waste away
They demand God let them alone, to let them do as they wish
Many do not realize their grave mistake until too late,
Because God does indeed grant their requests
He leaves them alone, and their own passions destroy them
Whilst the ignorant race toward restlessness and ruin
The mourners find sustenance and rest for their soul in His arms
Those too weak to continue on their own He will carry
He knows their pain, and more, having drank the bitter cup
He transformed the bitter cup into a wellspring of life
That all who drink from His cup may walk from death into life
His immeasurable love fills, heals, and restores all it touches
Whoever seeks Him will find Him, and will find love, for He is love
