Verse 1:
I’ve been broken down at the edge of the end,
Fought through battles I never could defend.
Cried through pain that nobody saw,
Thoughts so loud they could shake the floor.
Verse 2:
And I’ve been the one who wanted to leave,
But something unseen wouldn’t let me breathe.
Held me close when I tried to fall,
Whispered, “Child, you’re not done at all.”
Chorus:
He said—
“I don’t lead the perfect, I lead the broken,
I speak in silence, and hearts left open.
Lift your head, your work’s not through,
I’ve always had My hand on you.”
Verse 3:
I’ve walked through valleys, felt the cold,
Wrestled with shadows that never grow old.
I’ve lived past my own prediction,
Still breathing through this strange conviction.
Bridge:
I’ve sinned, I’ve strayed, I’ve cursed the sky,
Felt too unworthy to even try.
But You pick me up when I’ve had enough,
With a voice that’s fire, and a shove that's love.
Chorus:
You said—
“I don’t lead the perfect, I lead the broken,
The ones whose hearts are barely open.
You're here for love, to teach and show
That mercy’s more than they’ll ever know.”
Verse 4:
Teach them how to wait, how to see,
How to love with no judgment, just empathy.
Never settle, never stall,
Always rise when you start to fall.
And now I stand tall.