You are more

There's a girl in the corner 

With tear stains on her eyes

 From the places she's wandered 

And the shame she can't hide 

She says, "How did I get here? I'm not who I once was. 

And I'm crippled by the fear 

That I've fallen too far to love

" But don't you know who you are, 

What's been done for you? 

Yeah don't you know who you are?

 You are more than the choices that you've made,

 You are more than the sum of your past mistakes, 

You are more than the problems you create, 

You've been remade. 

Well she tries to believe it 

That she's been given new life

 But she can't shake the feeling 

That it's not true tonight 

She knows all the answers

And she's rehearsed all the lines 

And so she'll try to do better

 But then she's too weak to try

 But don't you know who you are? 

You are more than the choices that you've made, 

You are more than the sum of your past mistakes, 

You are more than the problems you create, 

You've been remade. 

You are more than the choices that you've made,

 You are more than the sum of your past mistakes, 

You are more than the problems you create, 

You've been remade.

 'Cause this is not about what you've done, 

But what's been done for you. 

This is not about where you've been, 

But where your brokenness brings you to 

This is not about what you feel, 

But what He felt to forgive you, 

And what He felt to make you loved. 

You are more than the choices that you've made,

 You are more than the sum of your past mistakes,

 You are more than the problems you create, 

You've been remade. 

You are more than the choices that you've made,

 You are more than the sum of your past mistakes,

 You are more than the problems you create, 

You've been remade. 

You've been remade 

You've been remade. 

You've been remade. 

You've been remade.

Complete song

You wouldn’t praise if you didn’t know how to curse,
Only those who cry know how to smile
You wouldn’t love today if it wasn’t for your groaning
If it wasn’t for your crying you would not carry light in your eyes.
If you didn’t bind your own wound.

Your hand would not anoint the wounds of strangers.
You wouldn’t yearn for pieces of heaven
If you would not carry a shard of hell in you.
Because you can’t rise from the dust without falling face down in the bitterness of it.
And if you’re brought to live in today’s song
It is because you were dying in last night’s tear.

 

---- written by Rady Gyr

---------translated by Emanuela Robinson

The other side of the Cross