Broken minded

I hear the enemy again, whisperin’ on my line

Like a backroad breeze at midnight, he knows the ways I hide

Tells me every secret worry, plays my memories like sin

Like a shadow in the doorway sayin’ come on boy, slip in

There’s a weight across my shoulders, and the bed’s still warm at dawn

Prayin’ to the ceiling but the doubt still sings along

My knees are calloused from prayin’, but my hands still shake with fear

Feels like I’m one bad heartbeat from fallin’ right into his hands

Pre-Chorus

I’ve been two steps from the ledge a hundred nights or two

Counting every promise that I thought I thought was true

But there’s a light that finds me in the dark when I can’t stand

And it don’t leave me where the devil says I am

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But Jesus loves the broken minded, the ones the world don’t tend

He picks up all the pieces when my courage comes to end

He meets me in the Monday mornings, heals the parts the hurt defined

Yeah, there’s grace for when I stumble — Jesus loves the broken minded

Mama used to say the Bible’s like a lamp for every step

My father fell to darkness, to the shadows where he wept

I got scars I’ll never show you, and some prayers I’m ashamed to say

But every time I look up, I find He’s still with me anyway

Met a stranger on the backstreet, he had tears and coffee stains

Said, “I lost my map and family, but I’m lookin’ for the same thing”

We traded short confessions in the pouring rain and wind

We laughed about our foolishness and how grace keeps pullin’ us in

Pre-Chorus

So when the night gets louder and the old voice starts to claim

I breathe a little deeper and I speak a better name

There’s a promise like a harbor when the waves come crashin’ in

And mercy is the lighthouse that calls me home again

Chorus

But Jesus loves the broken minded, the ones the world forgets

He takes the shaky hands of men and wipes away the debt

He knows the crooked pathways and the shame that once defined

So I’ll sing it to the rooftops — Jesus loves the broken minded

Bridge

I ain’t proud of all my bruises, don’t pretend I got it right

But there’s beauty in the healing, there’s a morning after night

If you’re carryin’ heavy burdens, if your hands just can’t unwind

Lay them down beside the altar, let the Healer change your mind

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Oh — Jesus loves the broken minded, He’s been lovin’ me through shame

Took the thorns out of my cradle and He rode away my blame

He stands beside the outcasts, He’s a friend to all the blind

He’s been whisperin’ mercy — Jesus loves the broken minded