Along The Broken Path

All this time - shame and sorrow welling up within me
Hiding my past - chained to my family’s bondage
Is it right, Is it wrong to want to be free?
I see their glare and shake my head and silently walk on.....

Keep your mouth shut - don’t start trouble
The stress begins to shred at my heart
Oh, how alone I feel - everthing has doubled
I feel the pain and shake my head and silently walk on....

Tears fall down, a secret is kept along the broken path
Can’t share the pain, starting to crack at the pressure of the shame
Where can I go - who can I talk to - if only I could be free
All of this I have suffered just to keep clean the family name

Years later - out of the blue - a man steps into my life
Full of love and tenderness - my sins He quickly denies
With arms outstretched he welcomes me - an end to the cursed knife
Finally set free - oh could it be - Jesus my Blessed Redeemer!

Tears fall down, a secret is kept along the broken path
Can’t share the pain, starting to crack at the pressure of the shame
Jesus, my stronghold hold me close - praise you for setting me free
All of this I have had to suffer to keep clean the family name.

I have come and gone through valleys - bore the marks of the cross
Experienced the top of the mountain - enjoyed the peace of the waters
Stood by the Lord with all of my strength - suffered many a loss
But in the end, faithful and true, my Lord took my heart and bonded it with another.

Now here I am, wiser than my youth, a witness to His promises
I’ve seen firsthand this curse as it overcame my younger brother
I was stung by it’s poison - words were said and now outcasts we became
I cling to my husband - he clings to Christ - living on God’s love and grace

Tears fall down, back where I was before along the broken path
Can’t share the pain, becoming confused - did I overreact to the shame?
I know Jesus loves me and my husband the same - I want my family back
But will I ever truly be set free from the curse of this family name?