He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
He telleth the number of the stars;
He calleth them all by their names.
Great is our Lord, and of great power:
His understanding is infinite.
Psalm 147: 3-5
Praise the Lord......He heals the broken and restores.
Your poem talks of His tender love and may you ever rejoice in that love sister.
Blessings
Julia
Ps: Just wondering why you called it Broken rather than what He has done for you ie: Redeemed, Restored
He shall feed His flock like a shepherd: He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom
Isaiah 40:11