Near to the Broken
I could cry many more tears, but my eyes have run dry.
For all of my people are now gone and my soul is dying inside.

What am I to do? They tell me all hope is gone.
But the sun still will rise in the morning and life must go on.

How can a man, left all alone, still say these words with sincerity?
Well I know this God is loving and real, concerns Himself with life’s tragedies.

Our refuge and strength, ever-present help.
Though the mountains give way and around me is falling,

I will praise my God forever for His faithfulness.
He is near – oh so near – to the broken.
So I will hope in Him.

Lyrics & Music Copyright © 2005 Katie Nelson.