Nothing to Something

What happens when, my safe place becomes a place of danger?
When the ones I knew the most feel like nothing more than strangers?
Where do I turn, when in the middle of desolation?
And with nowhere to run, and trust no longer within the equation?
Trust of man, or, trust of you
Father Lord I'm going through
The hardest tunnel to
Tryna' reach, this place of truth
Once again
Lord I can't lie
The biggest war is in my mind
And I just cannot seem to find
The solace that's supposed to be found in, to be found in you

And I have gotten so lost in, this world of isolation
I have lost many good things, jeopardised my biggest blessings
The ground under my feet is crying
For you to step in
And turn it, into something

Beautiful once again
Beautiful once again
Turn my nothing into something father Lord heal my land and make it
Beautiful once again

Make it beautiful once again
Beautiful once again
Turn my nothing to something
Let these dry bones live and make them
Beautiful once again

Take my hand, walk me through this land
As it's preparing for harvest
You breathed your breath of life, and now it's blossoming again
That season of drought was the hardest
My declaration from now till forever is
Never will I take for granted
The different ways your blessings show
The beautiful ways you help me grow
I'll never go back to that place
Now that you've made my life

Beautiful once again
Beautiful once again
You've turned my nothing into something
Father, you've healed my land and made it
Beautiful, beautiful, once again
You've made it beautiful, once again
Beautiful once again
You turned my nothing into something
Made these dry bones live
And made them beautiful once again



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Writer(s): Grace Ajitena
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