We all laid at a gate called beautiful
We’re the broken, we’re the lame and poor
But You have raised us up and strength has come to us

We were bound by fear and hopelessness
Crippled by our weight of sin
But You have raised us up and strength has come to us

And the Spirit of the Lord is upon us now
Listen to the sound of a broken crowd sing,
“Jesus You’re the healer of the broken”


Hear the sound of the broken rising to Your throne
Hear the sound of the broken as we’re singing hymns of hope
Hear the sound of the broken

We all begged for coins laid by that door
But the faith You gave was so much more
Now You have raised us up and strength has come to us

And the Spirit of the Lord is upon us now
Listen to the sound of a broken crowd sing,
“Jesus You’re the healer of the broken”


Hear the sound of the broken rising to Your throne
Hear the sound of the broken as we’re singing hymns of hope
We were once enslaved now Your freedom reigns
We were once in chains now Your freedom, Your freedom reigns


Written by J. Horn (c)2010 Photon Music (BMI). All Rights Reserved.