Verse ) Bare feet stepping on glass We break along life’s paths Our fear and loss, we bring it all to you Soul-breather, making all things new You’re making all things new We come in pieces We come in fragments We come discolored To the foot of the cross Our Maker sees us All that we have been Bonds us together The Image of God Bridge Clay vessels molded for His own Shall we question him who holds And shapes us, for His perfect use Soul-breather, making all things new You’re making all things new Soil breaking for the seed Seed breaking for the life His life broken for the soul We are remade whole, remade whole