so much i don t understand that ll change if i wrote the story how pain could heal and death bring life how defeat could bring such glory you didn t hold back one breath you even gave your last one so i 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 yeah this seek this longing this heart that i ve been searching this moment while i m breaking you re here your plan your promise a pain that has a purpose i let you in to use it and just by your hands built heaven s arms 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 warm this wounded heart someday i will see and it s beautiful to me beautiful to me beautiful beautiful beautiful to me beautiful to me