Beggar

Oh, be kind to the beggar that's inside of you
And the fiend that you are hiding, too
Oh, be kind
Feed the poor and lonesome man in your own soul
Love him 'til he's been made whole
Feed the poor

Be at peace with the enemy in your own home
Neither you nor he can throw a stone
So be at peace
Oh, be good to the criminal you've locked away
That sinful man you learned to hate
But, oh, be good

When I'm broken to pieces
You make me whole
And through every season
You're mending my soul
When I'm broken to pieces
You make me whole
And through every season
You're mending my soul

Suffer long when you are your own prodigal
For your home is where your heart is full
So, suffer long
And be gentle with the splinters in your mind
In your violence you are blind
So, be gentle

When I'm broken to pieces
You make me whole
And through every season
You're mending my soul
When I'm broken to pieces
You make me whole
And through every season
You're mending my soul

When I'm broken to pieces
You make me whole
And through every season
You're mending my soul
When I'm broken to pieces
You make me whole
And through every season
You're mending my soul



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Roberts
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