Spalexma - Ashes Into Praise

You make beauty from the ruins, you restore what I erased.
Oh my God, you turned ashes into praise.
Now I'm standing in the rubble of a life I tried to build,
But your hands are in the pieces,
And your promise won't stand still.
Every tear becomes a river, every scar becomes a sign,
That your love is so much bigger than this broken heart of mine.