Broken Heart

I am of a broken heart I cried unto the Lord in my distress. I see all the things that have come upon this world, the wickedness is great and the stench is overpowering.

The words that are given by you are not listened to or heeded by man and day by day many perish needlessly.

The hearts of men go colder towards you as each days passes and they seek wonton pleasures that lead only to one thing, death not only in this life but in the one to come.

The young and old fall to the sicknesses of this world and they become trapped in themselves and though they too are of a broken heart their mouths are silent.

They speak many words within themselves but these words are never heard by you because they are never spoken.

Their broken heart and the chains that they have bound in stop them from coming to you and rendering their heart before you so that they too can be set free.

As I look upon the wasted lives, the sickness and the innocent whose lives are snuffed out so early my broken heart breaks in two and the tears flow down my face for I know there is surely a better way for them and their lives upon this earth.

Over a broken heart Lord I come to you and I cry out unto you for these ones my Lord and King of all.

I rend my heart and not my garments and ask with the very spirit that you breathed into me that you thrust your workers into the lives of these ones who have a broken heart so that they too will see the errors of their ways and come unto you and be set free.

Then a voice thunders from the throne room of heaven and speaks these words, I am broken with their whorish heart, which hath departed from me, and with their eyes, which go a whoring after their idols: and they shall loathe themselves for the evils which they have committed in all their abominations.

But I the LORD are nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit.

The righteous cry saith the LORD I heareth, and delivereth them out of all their troubles. A broken and a contrite heart I wilt not despise.

Even so Lord I cried my heart is broken and the burden is great for these ones and my life is failing. No one comes to be my side, no one kneels with me Lord and joins in the cries that flow from my broken heart before your throne.

The loneliness and darkness seem overpowering my King of all and no longer can I carry this all and therefore I release this burden and lay it down before the throne of all, the chief cornerstone that needs to be known to all.

Yea, though you walk through the valley of the shadow of death, you will fear no evil: for I am art with thee; my rod and staff shall comfort thee.

I will maketh thee to lie down in green pastures and I leadeth thee beside the still waters. I preparest a table before you in the presence of your enemies: I anointest thou head with oil and your cup shall runneth over.

Goodness and mercy shall follow you all the days of your life and you shall dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.

These were his words that came unto me one who was and is of a broken heart. Though my heart may remain broken because of the lost and broken upon this earth I know that I will never be alone in this world or the next to come.

There is a day coming where there will be no more tears, no more broken hearts and in this place there shall be much rejoicing for we will be at the side of our Lord, savior and King of all for all enternity.