Broken World

Little girl of sixteen years
Heart as broken as can be
And it's so hard to hide your tears
When you feel so lonely

When everyone has let you down
And there are no more tears to cry
And there is no where else to run
Run to God. He'll lift you high
Yeah, He's lifted me on high

The mom that prays with all her might
Her son is fighting in the war
It's hard for her to sleep at night
Her cares aren't easy to ignore

When she receives her first letter
And he says everything's okay
She feels so much better
She knows that God planned it that way
She knows that God will make a way

All the children sit in Haiti
Look to us with fearful eyes
Though the earth rained down upon them
All their mouths are running dry

And where was God when they fell down?
And where was God when their mothers lost their hope?
I think I'll know where He'll be
He'll be welcoming them home
Yeah, He was welcoming them home

"He will cover you with His pinions, And under His wings you may seek refuge; His faithfulness is a shield and bulwark."
~Psalm 91:4 (NASB)