Beauty Will Rise

This is not how it should be This is not how it could be This is how it is And our God is in control This is not how it will be When we finally will see We'll see with our own eyes He was always in control And we'll sing holy, holy, holy is our God A

We planted the seed while the tears of our grief soaked the ground The sky lost its sun, and the world lost its green to lifeless brown Now the chilling wind has turned the earth hard as stone And silently seed rise beneath ice and snow And my heart'