i was lost,
and it was You who found me.
You called me Your very own,
turned my weeping into worship,
my pain into praise.
You bloomed flowers in my desert,
washed me in Your water,
and filled my cup
to overflowing.
You burned up all my ashes
and set my heart aflame.
You put a new song on my lips,
and You quenched my thirsty soil.
You made me come alive;
i will rest here underneath Your hand,
for You make all things new.
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