Sit here with me And tell me Your story Even if it breaks my heart Let me see Your scars
Shame will whisper Oh but we can't listen 'Cause these are the stories That make us who we are And I love who You are and Your
Beautiful scars, Your beautiful scars Reminders of the wounded love That had carried us this far Beautiful scars Turning the marks of our pain Into beautiful scars
For us, bruised and broken For us, He was forsaken Our wounded Healer Suffered to set us free See in His hands and His feet
Beautiful scars, beautiful scars Reminders of the wounded love That had carried us this far Beautiful scars Turning the marks of our pain Into beautiful scars
See in His hands and His feet
Beautiful scars, beautiful scars Reminders of the Savior's love That had carried us this far Beautiful scars Turning the marks of our pain Into beautiful scars
Oh, how I love Your beautiful scars So beautiful, so beautiful Beautiful scars