Art Out of Ashes
by Angel Ambrose

I have heard it said
You give beauty for ashes

I have heard it said
You make all things new

I need to hear that once from you

I hear my fears
I hear my failures
I hear my insecurities
All day long

You take my fears
You take my failures
You cover my insecurities
My whole life long

All my goodness
All my badness
You use as fuel
In Your refiner’s fire

I see a glimpse of me
The one I want to be
Emerging from the flames

You make art out of ashes
You make art out of me



 

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