Broken pieces, broken people <br /> Everywhere I go <br /> How d'ya get to be so broken <br /> It's only God who knows <br /> <br />What d'ya have to listen to <br /> In the early years <br /> Pierced by many sorrows <br /> filled with many tears <br /> <br />What d'ya have to witness <br /> In the darkest night <br /> Your soul it took in everything <br /> despite your eyes shut tight <br /> <br />You're ten thousand broken pieces <br /> Which no one else can see <br /> How ya gonna fix your soul <br /> that's longing to be free <br /> <br />All of the kings horses <br /> And all of the kings men <br /> Could not put the pieces back <br /> back together again <br /> <br />You must gather up your pieces <br /> and come before the throne <br /> Kings and Princes cannot help <br /> Your help's in God alone <br /> <br />He will take what's shattered <br /> the pieces in His hand <br /> He'll undo all the sorrows <br /> so you once more can stand <br /> <br />Now that which once was broken <br /> and filled with many tears <br /> stand's whole before the throne of grace <br /> despite the locust's years <br /> <br />All the years the locust ate <br /> He now restores to you <br /> The darkness of the endless years <br /> replaced with skies so blue<br /><br />Frank McEleny<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-the-kings-horses/
