Buried and frozen in the ground– A soul that has been left to ashes At the foot of the cross. How can You fix this? This mess I’ve made of me. How can You make Beauty from these ashes? Maybe all it takes is giving up my crown. What price is this when You Gave me Your life? Will You raise these ashes From their frigid grave? Come burn within me, Turn my heart into gold. Resurrect my soul Resurrect my life. Where can I find my redemption? Where can I find my victory? At the foot of the cross, Where You laid Your life down To crown me with…