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Hillary Scott

Beautiful Messes

 

Beautiful Messes

(album: Love Remains - 2016)


Are you spinning in a lie that keeps on telling you that you're not good enough?
And when you're looking in the mirror, do you see someone impossible to love?
Full of fragile broken pieces
We're all rough around the edges

We ain't perfect, no
We ain't even close
We got holes in our hearts
We got scars we don't show
But all that baggage we keep on dragging around
Ain't it time we start laying it down?
Lay it down at the foot of the cross
Give it to the One who can carry it all
Even at our worst, to Him, we ain't lost causes
Just beautiful messes

We're all Davids, we're all Marys
We've been liars, thieves and everything between
But don't forget God used the misfits just like us
To do the most amazing things
So bring your faults, your flaws, your secrets
And watch Him use those broken pieces

Cause we ain't perfect, no
We ain't even close
We got holes in our hearts
We got scars we don't show
But all that baggage we keep on dragging around
Ain't it time we start laying it down?
Lay it down at the foot of the cross
Give it to the One who can carry it all
Even at our worst, to Him we ain't lost causes
Just beautiful messes

No matter where you are right now
Let that grace come pouring down
It won't run out
It won't run out

We ain't perfect, no
We ain't even close
We got holes in our hearts
We got scars we don't show
But all that baggage we keep on dragging around
Ain't it time we start laying it down?
Lay it down at the foot of the cross
Give it to the One who can carry it all
Even at our worst, to Him we ain't lost causes
Oh, lay it down at the foot of the cross
Give it to the One who can carry it all
Even at our worst, to Him we ain't lost causes
Just beautiful messes
Beautiful messes

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