Make Something Beautiful - Laura Story

When I’m at the point of breaking at the place where I resign

When I’m at the stage of shaking my head as I look back on my life

When I’m halfway through the grieving, but not quite through the ache

When I cannot see the ending, or which road I’m supposed to take

All I know to do is lift my hands to You

Take all of my life, all of my life

And make something beautiful

I open my hand, trusting Your plan

Make something beautiful so all will see

Your work in me, as You make something beautiful

When I’m tired of pretending, and I can’t recall my lines

Do I say, I’m barely breathing, or just say, I’m doing fine

I admit there is a yearning, for the hurting to subside

But not at the risk of missing what You’re doing with my life

All I know to do is lift my hands to You…

Take all of my life, all of my life

And make something beautiful

I open my hand, trusting Your plan

Make something beautiful so all will see

Your work in me, as You make something beautiful

Make something beautiful

'Cause all I know to do is lift my hands to You

All I know to do is lift my hands to You

Take all of my life, all of my life

And make something beautiful

I open my hand, trusting Your plan

Make something beautiful

Take all of my life, all of my life

And make something beautiful

I open my hand, I’m trusting Your plan

To make something beautiful, so all will see

Your work in me, as You make something beautiful

Make something beautiful

You make it beautiful