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 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

All around, 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

You make me new,
You are making me new

You make us new,
You are making us new

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

By Michael & Lisa Gungor