My Broken Heart Will Sing Your Praises

The days may grow dark

The weeks may be empty

The hours fill with pain

The shadows loom tall and stark

Broken and beaten down

Defeated and running short on hope

Shattered and bleeding out

Feeling like I’m about to drown

Still my heart sings of your glory

Beating to the tune of your voice

Sounding out a song my lips can’t sing

I know this pain is not the end of my story

There’s no telling where tomorrow will find me

Except that I know you will go ahead

The paths may twist and rise sharply

But by faith you make me see

In the midst of my trouble

You bring me joy

In the depth of my pain

You see my portion double

So Lord, though my heart may break

My voice will not be stilled

You have planted me firmly

so that your Word in me will never shake

My broken heart will sing your praises

My shattered spirit will shout you are worthy

My wounded soul will cry out your victory

I know the grave can’t hold the one God raises

Brandon Bennett

December 10, 2025