Graves Into Gardens (Live)

I searched the world

But it couldn't fill me

Man's empty praise and treasures that fade

Are never enough

Then You came along

And put me back together

And every desire is now satisfied

Here in Your love (hey)

Oh, there's nothing better than You

There's nothing better than You

Lord, there's nothing

Nothing is better than You

(Oh, yes I know it's true)

(Come on, tell 'em, hey)

I'm not afraid

To show You my weakness

My failures and flaws, Lord, You've seen them all

And You still call me friend

'Cause the God of the mountain

Is the God of the valley

There's not a place Your mercy and grace

Won't find me again

(Come on now)

Oh, there's nothing better than You

There's nothing better than You

Lord, there's nothing

Nothing is better than You

(I know it's true)

Oh, there's nothing (somebody testify) better than You

Oh, there's nothing better than You

Lord, there's nothing

Nothing is better than You

(Faith has made a way for you)

(I want you to sing this, come on, tear the roof off)

You turn mourning to dancing

You give beauty for ashes

You turn shame into glory

You're the only one who can (come on)

You turn mourning to dancing

You give beauty for ashes

You turn shame into glory (tell 'em now)

You're the only one who can

You turn graves into garden

You turn bones into armies

You turn seas into highways

You're the only one who can (please sing for me)

You're the only one who can

Oh, there's nothing (come on choir) better than You

Oh, there's nothing better than You

Lord, there's nothing

Nothing is better than You (search and I found)

Oh, there's nothing better than You

Oh, there's nothing (nothing) better than You

Lord, there's nothing

Nothing is better than You

You turn graves into gardens

You turn bones into armies

You turn seas into highways

You're the only one who can

You turn graves into gardens

You turn bones into armies

You turn seas into highways

You're the only one who can

You're the only one who can

You're the only one who can

(Somebody give a praise in this house)

(I don't think we're finished yet, come on)

(I think He's turnin' some things over tonight)

(You turn my mourning into dancing, come on)

You turn mourning to dancing

You give beauty for ashes

You turn shame into glory

You're the only one who can

You turn graves into gardens

You turn bones into armies

You turn seas into highways

You're the only one who can

You turn graves into gardens

You turn bones into armies

You turn seas into highways

You're the only one who can

You're the only one who can

You're the only one who can

Jesus, you're the only one

Come on, give 'em one more shot of praise