Gold (Spontaneous)

Healing all our wounds with gold
Healing all our wounds with gold
Making all things beautiful
We shall behold
Our scars turn gold
Healing all our wounds with gold
Healing all our wounds with gold
Making all things beautiful
We shall behold
Our scars turn gold
He’s taken years and years
Of pain and tears
And He’s making something beautiful
One day when I see You, Jesus
I’ll touch Your scars
And You’ll touch mine
One day when I see You, Jesus
I’ll touch the scars in Your hands
And You’ll touch mine
All this suffering
All this pain
Is preparing with a way
Is nothing compared to the glory
That will be revealed to us in You
Christ Jesus
We shall behold
Our scars turn to gold
You’re making all things beautiful again