Jesus my brother, come, heal my heart.
There’s a peace missing, it’s falling apart.
And my life’s leaking out through the hole left behind-
leaving me empty, helpless and blind.
While I am empty, Lord fill me.
While I am blind teach me to see.
And while I am helpless come take my part.
Jesus my brother, heal my heart.
There’s a sea of emotion, I’m caught in a storm,
churning with feelings, tangled and torn.
My love built a ship. It was swept off and lost.
Now it lies broken twisted and tossed.
I am an ocean Lord, walk upon me.
Calm the waves of this pounding sea.
And when the sun rises we’ll be right at the start.
Jesus my brother, heal my heart.
Jesus, my brother, come to me now.
This wound needs to close Lord and I don’t know how.
My bandages fail me, they’re only pretend.
Illusions are torn before feelings can mend.
Breathe on me Jesus. I know you can heal it.
If pain is my teacher I’m ready to feel it.
And make of my pieces a work of your art.
Jesus my brother, heal my heart.
The new EP from Scottish songwriter Alec Bowman_Clarke goes deep, setting vulnerable lyrics to gentle melodies & stripped-back arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 30, 2021
Alec Bowman perfectly captures the dark soil under the pastoral world of British folk with this collection of melancholy originals. Bandcamp New & Notable May 12, 2020