Lay down your weary head When the troubled waters flow Life breaks us all sometimes Where we need to grow Innocence is not a crime In time we understand And find the grace of mercy Sifting through the fingers of God's hand I know the broken places (I've grown strong in every one) Sewn in the empty spaces (A seed of work left to be done) Each wound my heart embraces (Becomes a cry) that God has won And He knows the broken places In barren fields my heart was led And I waited there alone Shaken by my brokenness As I faced the great unknown Then I heard the voice of peace In this distance desert land Reached out for the promise That was born for every man I know the broken places (I've grown strong in every one) Sewn in the empty spaces (A seed of work left to be done) Each wound my heart embraces (Becomes a cry) that God has won And God knows the broken places He treasures every tear In a jar of alabaster He'll use to wash away the years The years of broken places (I can name them one by one) And with His love He traces (The seed of work soon to be done) Each wound my heart embraces (Becomes a cry) that God has won I know the broken places (I've lived I've breathed survived each one) Sewn in the empty spaces (A seed of work left to be done) Each wound my heart embraces (Becomes a witness to someone) God heals the broken places