Are there tears, deeply hidden
Locked away from those you know
Are they trapped, chained, in bondage
Waiting patiently to flow
Were they abandoned, unloved
Or recklessly thrown aside
Did your heart refuse to hold
What emotions should have cried
Chorus
Come to Me, all broken-hearted
Come to Me, I’ll help you shed
All the pain, lost dreams, and sadness
Replace it with the Living Bread
I will sustain you
I will love you
Help you to surrender what doesn’t bring hope
And all the while, throughout the journey
Walls will come down
Tears will come forth
Healing, delivering
Healing, forgiving
Then I’ll dry those tears, come rest your head
How long have they suppressed joy
How long have they been silent
Can you endure much longer
It’s time for walls to be rent
Come to the altar, dear child
And lay your brokenness down
Your tears will be dried with love
You’ll receive My joyous crown
Chorus
Come to Me, all broken-hearted
Come to Me, I’ll help you shed
All the pain, lost dreams, and sadness
Replace it with the Living Bread
I will sustain you
I will love you
Help you to surrender what doesn’t bring hope
And all the while, throughout the journey
Walls will come down
Tears will come forth
Healing, delivering
Healing, forgiving
Then I’ll dry those tears, come rest your head
Come to the altar, dear child
And lay your brokenness down
Your tears will be dried with love
You’ll receive My joyous crown
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