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Text: Point Of Grace. Broken Thing.

I tried to walk quickly past the water's edge
Didn't wanna see my own reflection
But I just stepped off the highest ledge
And fell into the sea of imperfection

And just like every other time before
I washed up in pieces on the shore

But you found beauty in this broken thing
Made angels dance with wounded wings
I can't imagine anything more beautiful

You took the damaged part of me
Restored what little dignity was left inside
This broken thing

Yeah, I was wading in deep despair
Wandering with no sense of direction
Thinking prayers just vanished in the air
'Cause I got myself in this situation

And just like every other time before
You made the pieces into so much more

You found beauty in this broken thing
Made angels dance with wounded wings
I can't imagine anything more beautiful

You took the damaged part of me
Restored what little dignity was left inside
This broken thing

I know I'm not worthy of this
Never ending perfect love

You found beauty in this broken thing
And I can't imagine anything more beautiful

You found beauty in this broken thing
Made angels dance with wounded wings
I can't imagine anything more beautiful

You took the damaged part of me
Restored what little dignity was left inside
Was left inside this broken thing

I know I'm not worthy of this
Never ending perfect love

I can't imagine anything more beautiful
You found beauty in this broken thing
This broken thing

I know I'm not worthy of this love