"Theology Of Beauty" lyrics

As if it was meant
To bring me solace
As if it was meant
To be balm
I accept the gentle urgency
To lean into Your warmth

Wrap me up
Perfect like a picture
Frame me in one
Candid as I make note
Of how your eyes speak
Sweet something's

Beauty, You're beauty itself
Beauty, You're beauty itself

As if I was born
To know Your adoration
As if I was molded
To feel Your sensation
You deserve more than
An empty vessel
So fill me with Your wine
And let me drink until I'm satisfied and

Wrap me up
Perfect like a picture
Frame me in one
Candid as I make note
Of how Your eyes speak
Sweet something's

Beauty, You're beauty itself
Beauty, You're beauty itself

You don't hold things
Over my head
You never tease
You never leave

You don't hold things
Over my head
You never tease
You never leave

I test Your patience
I forget grace is following my apathy
Forgive me, forgive me

Your beauty calls and I answer
I can't help but create what I feel
You make me feel beautiful
You're beauty, You're beauty itself
When I see You, I see You myself
You let me see You, see You for myself