The fading sun and rising moon
are fighting for the afternoon
The day gives in, gives up its light
The stars wake up, to keep the night
And as you glory fill the sky, I wonder
How could you
consider me
so much more
than all i see
'Cause i am not
have never been
Beautiful like this
My weary words, and broken lies
are set beneath your summer skies
What's worn and wrong, what's good and right
I laid before my eyes tonight
And as you glory fill the sky, I wonder
How could you
consider me
so much more
than all i see
'Cause i am not
have never been
Beautiful like this
But you make all things new
Jesus, you make all things new
I'm beautiful in you, oh, oh, oh