Jordan Connell
friend of the poor
VERSE 1:
When darkness falls, and the sun is gone. How long can we stand, when the storm is raging and the tide is pulling us in.
PRE CHORUS:
Thatâs when I call him; yeah thatâs when I call him.
CHORUS:
Friend of the poor, King of the broken. Mend our hearts,
hear our cries. Friend of the poor, King of the broken. We stand in awe of You God.
VERSE 2:
God come close, come quickly. Can you hear my voice? Treat this prayer as sweet incense rising, and these hands my offering.
BRIDGE:
Iâm running after your heart, and Iâm chasing all the love in your arms.