Beautiful Scars - Steven Curtis Chapman

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