I could tune my ear to a bitter song
Or choose hope’s melody
I could curse the ground that I’m standing on
Or pray for dancing feet
I could shout at Heaven when rain pours down Pounding hard on me
Or I could cup my hands and drink of You Whatever this life brings
You are good,
You are good
Though I may not understand
You are good,
You are good
I give thanks right where I am
I could count the cracks in my wounded soul
Or splash in healing oil
I could break down on this broken road
Or run through fields of joy
I could count the ways I wish my life Had turned out differently
Or awaken to each gift of grace This pain has helped me see
You are good,
You are good
Though I may not understand
You are good,
You are good
I give thanks right where I am
Today will never come again
These moments passing by
Packaged in my deepest ache
Are treasures in disguise
The sweetest gifts I’ve ever known
From Your tender hand I could not have guessed they would have come
Come the way You planned