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You Who Are Broken
I lie on the floor paralyzed Mocked for crying out for assistance I am in need of a healer A savior above all things Fear in my emotions Soon I will perish Why do you entertain evil thoughts He says to the mockers he knows You who are broken He's waiting Bow before him The throne of God The man before you is the son of God We kneel down unto him On our knees Son of God
From Letras Mania