I wonder if I'll ever find my way
I wonder if my life could really change at all
Could all that is lost ever be found?
Could a garden come out 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
hope is springing up from this old ground
Out of chaos life is being found, in You
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
Oh, You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
Oh, You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us
Oh, You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us