First Call - Broken Places lyrics

Lay down your weary head When the troubled waters flow Life breaks us all sometimes Where we need to grow Innocence is not a crime In time we understand And find the grace of mercy Sifting through the fingers of God's hand I know the broken places I've grown strong in every one Sown in the empty spaces A seed of work left to be done Each wound my heart embraces Becomes a cry that God has won And He knows the broken places In barren fields my heart was led As I waited there alone Shaken by my brokenness As I faced the great unknown Then I heard the voice of peace In this distant desert land Reached out for the promise That was born for every man I know the broken places I've grown strong in every one Sown in the empty spaces A seed of work left to be done Each wound my heart embraces Becomes a cry that God has won And God knows the broken places He treasures every tear In a jar of alabaster He'll use to wash away the years The years of broken places I can name them one by one And with His love, He traces The seed of work soon to be done Each wound my heart embraces Becomes a cry that God has won I know the broken places I've lived, I've breathed, survived each one Sown in the empty spaces A seed of work left to be done Each wound my heart embraces Becomes a witness to someone Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh... Ooh-ooh-ooh... God heals the broken places God heals the broken places God heals the broken places God heals the broken places