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” The hurt that broke your heart and left you trembling in the dark, feeling lost and alone.
Will tell you hope’s a lie, but what if every tear you cry will seed the ground, where joy will grow.

Nothing is wasted, nothing is wasted.

In the hands of our Redeemer, nothing is wasted.

It’s from the deepest wounds that beauty finds a place to bloom.
 And you will see before the end, that every broken piece is gathered in the heart of Jesus
and what’s lost will be found again.

Nothing is wasted. Nothing is wasted.
In the hands of our Redeemer, nothing is wasted.

From the ruins, from the ashes, beauty will rise.
From the wreckage, from the darkness
glory will shine, glory will shine.

Nothing is wasted.”

– Jason Gray

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