A Broken Spirit

By Tara Nicole Walker

We live through torture of many years

We lose track of those tears that we shed

We live with the hatred of our many fears

And lose count of the drops of blood we've bled

We live with agony and we live with Pleasure.

We live with fear and pain

We live with love that we do treasure

But without all these we have no gain

Friends come and they go

Others live and die

These are facts of life that we should know

One word we are acquainted with is: goodbye

But our spirits keep us going

They always lift us up

No matter what we're doing

Or how deep we've sunk into the muck

The spirit of a man will sustain him in sickness

And makes things clear so that we can hear it

But how can one hear if one does not listen?

And who can bear a broken spirit?

The spirit of a man will sustain him in sickness

And makes things clear so that we can hear it

But how can one hear if one does not listen?

The same who can bear a broken spirit.

Proverbs 18:14

The spirit of a man will sustain him in sickness – but who can bear a broken spirit?