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