Maranatha! Praise Band All the Earth song lyrics

I don't know why God allows fires and floods

I don't know how He can stand by and watch a mother lose her son

Such things are too great for me to understand

No, I don't understand

Beautiful, beautiful, oh how beautiful

The soul that finds a song to sing

Despite the pain and suffering

Beautiful, beautiful, oh how beautiful

The heart that brings an offering

of praise before the One who makes all things

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Maybe it's not my place to understand

the workings of God, His divine and mysterious perfect plan

All I know is that He'll work things out for good somehow

He'll make it good somehow

The One who shields our eyes from understanding why

catches every tear we cry

And someday, He'll make all things…

Beautiful, so beautiful

Beautiful, beautiful, oh how beautiful

Our souls will have a new song to sing

No more pain and suffering

Beautiful, beautiful, oh how beautiful

When every heart will bring an offering

of praise before the One who makes all things

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

Beautiful, beautiful