SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL, SOMETHING GOOD
Something beautiful, something good,
All my confusion He understood,
All I had to offer Him was brokeness and strife,
But He made something beautiful of my life.
If there were ever dreams,That were lofty and noble,
They were my dreams at the start.
And the hopes for lives best. Were the hopes that I harbored, Deep down in my heart.
But my dreams turned to ashes, My castles all crumbled,
My fortune turned to loss.
So I wrapped it all in the rags of my life,
And laid it at the cross.
And He made something beautiful, something good,
All my confusion He understood,
All I had to offer Him was brokeness and strife,
But He made something beautiful of my life.
But He made something beautiful of my life.