well she looked and me and said
I want peace and love instead
of all this anger that is eating at my heart

but if I do everything right
and I take my drugs tonight
I will wake up and I’ll still be sick tomorrow

and her father prays each day
Lord please take this cup away

would you calm my heart?
would you move so I can see it?
would you hold me in your arms?
would you calm my heart?
would you breathe so I can feel it?
would you help my unbelief?

well he said so quietly
said we can’t get our girl to eat
she is 9 years old and smaller than a bird

Still we look for every light
At the edge of of every night
And we celebrate our victories great and small

and I know he prays each day

Blessed are the hungry
And blessed are the broken
Blessed are the humble
The weary and the poor