Rising From the Broken

I'm rising from the broken, now I see where I belong.
There were days I couldn't stand to pray,
Felt too far gone to ever find my way.
But love reached down into my darkest place and lifted up this weather-weary face.
When the weight was more than heavy,
When my faith was wearing thin, there was mercy waiting,
Ready to restore my soul again.
I'm rising from the broken, every scar becomes a song.
Every word He spoken gave me strength to carry on.
I'm rising from the broken, now I see where I belong.
Out of ashes, beauty grows; out of silence, thunder rolls.