Something beautiful, something good
All my confusion, He understood
All I had to offer him, was brokenness and strife
But He made something, beautiful of my life

If there ever were dreams that were lofty and noble
They were my dreams at the start
And the hopes for lifes best were the hopes that I harboured
Down deep in my heart

But my dreams turned to ashes
My castles are crumbled
My fortune turned to loss
So I wrapped it all in the rags of my life
And laid it at the Cross

Something beautiful, something good
All my confusion, He understood
All I had to offer him, was brokenness and strife
But He made something, beautiful of my life
He made something, beautiful of my life