There
is beauty amid my sorrow
There is mercy in my tears
There is meaning in the madness
There is grace within the years
You are patient as you hold me
In my weakness amid my thorns
You are teaching me to hold you
As I walk through grieving mourns
Your grace it is sufficient
I don’t understand your way
You refine and purge my soul
As I pray you take it away
You provide so I can stand
Up amid my temptation
You give everything I need
For my sanctification
