| It wasn’t meant to be this way
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| Broken beneath the grief and pain
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| There’s nothing left here
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| But into my dust, You poured Your grace
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| Lifted my head and spoke my name
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| You’ll see me through this
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| You are the maker of my heart
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| You are the healer of my scars
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| God, I will trust in who You are
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| You are good, You speak life
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| Into dust
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| God, You were here right from the start
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| Holding each piece that broke apart
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| And I’ll trust You through this
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| You are the maker of my heart
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| You are the healer of my scars
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| God, I will trust in who You are
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| You are good, You speak life
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| You are the Savior of the world
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| But carry the weight of all my hurt
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| You are the grace I don’t deserve
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| You are good, You speak life
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| Into dust
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| To the dust, You called my heart to rise
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| With Your breath in me, I am alive
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| I will trust in You
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| I will lift my hands to the skies and sing
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| All my hope in You, the King of Kings
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| I will trust in You
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| You are the maker of my heart
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| You are the healer of my scars
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| God, I will trust in who You are
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| You are good, You speak life
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| You are the Savior of the world
|
| But carry the weight of all my hurt
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| You are the grace I don’t deserve
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| You are good, You speak life
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| Into dust
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| Into dust |