Better Beauty
I didn’t think that faith was what I needed, but faith is what I gained,
Cause when you stepped into my business all my questions seemed to change:
From those I knew I cannot be answered to mysteries unattained.
I thought that you were what I needed, but faith is what I gained.
I wish that I could prove that God wanted me to meet a pretty girl and fall in love
And though I can’t elaborate I know that it’s true.
Is it my virtue or my family’s or this awkward mystery:
That God’s work might find manifest glory in me.
I didn’t think that God was so excessive, or God was such a tease
That He would step into this world to give unnecessary things,
Or in His boundless loving mercy He’d lend a fighting chance
To We The People blind to suffering who rest within His plans.
I wished that it were true that God’s better beauty manifests in painful-looking ways
And though that’s laudable you cannot pin down Grace.
So though the cross is all I seek and though I’m wicked and I’m weak,
God alone decides to manifest glory in me.
I hoped that I might in you a treasure, and treasure’s what I found
But ain’t it funny when you ask of God for mystery He’s bound
To give you more than what you bargained and barter to the ground;
I thought that truth would end my seeking but beauty’s what I found.
I thought that it was cruel that my lot was full of comfort and of beauty unreserved
All while God was letting others waste away,
But may we harvest in the Spring, be poured out and ever bring
God’s work to show manifest glory in these.
I wish that I could prove that God wanted me to meet a pretty girl and fall in love
And though I can’t elaborate I know that it’s true.
Is it my virtue or my family’s or this awkward mystery:
That God’s work might find manifest glory in me.