Tears of a Broken Man

In the quiet of the night,
When silence fills the air,
A broken man sits weeping,
Lost in his despair.

His heart, once full of laughter,
Now heavy with the pain,
Each tear a silent witness,
To love that’s gone in vain.

He cries out in the darkness,
For strength to see him through,
In every tear that’s fallen,
He finds a hope anew.

For though his heart is shattered,
And dreams have turned to dust,
He feels a gentle whisper,
In God, he places trust.

The tears, they cleanse his spirit,
And wash away the fear,
In every drop of sorrow,
God’s love is ever near.

He lifts his eyes to heaven,
And feels a healing hand,
In the midst of all his heartache,
He learns to understand.

That even in the brokenness,
There’s beauty to be found,
For in the tears of a broken man,
God’s grace will still abound.

With every tear that’s fallen,
A seed of hope is sown,
In the garden of his heart,
New love and joy have grown.

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