Текст Laura Story – Make Something Beautiful

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,

Chorus:
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…

Chorus:
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.

Chorus:
Take all of my life, all of my life,
And make something beautiful.
I open my hand, trusting Your plan.
Make something beautiful