You Make Beautiful Things

All this pain
I wonder if I’ll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all?

All this earth
Could all that is lost ever be found
Could a garden come up from this ground at all?

You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us

All around
Hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found in You
     

You make me new, You are making me new
You make me new, You are making me new
       ~Gungor

Always Seeking Higher Ground,

Nora