Beautiful To Me (Roberts Kerrie)

So much I don't understand That I'd change if I wrote the story How pain can heal and death bring life How defeat can bring such glory You didn't hold back one breath You even gave Your last one So I'd live It's beautiful to me Your holy mystery I'm standing here in awe Of how You make everything So beautiful to me Someday I will see How You hold this wounded heart And make it perfect and complete And it's beautiful to me Beautiful I don't deserve Your suffering I should be the one who's bleeding But Your broken body gives This broken spirit what it's needing You reach through time with Your sacrifice Your wounded hands holding this fragile life It's beautiful to me Your holy mystery I'm standing here in awe Of how You make everything So beautiful to me Someday I will see How You hold this wounded heart And make it perfect and complete And it's beautiful to me Beautiful to me This ache, this longing This heart that I've been searching In this moment while I'm breaking Show me Your plan, Your promise A pain that has a purpose I let You in to use it And just like Your hands built heaven's halls You're making me so beautiful It's beautiful to me Every mystery I'm standing here in awe Of how You make everything So beautiful to me So perfect and complete You hold this wounded heart Someday I will see And it's beautiful to me Beautiful to me Beautiful, beautiful Beautiful to me Beautiful to me