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