Mm... it's late, just You and me,
and I'm too tired to be who I'm tryin' to be.
I keep on reachin' for the parts I can't fix —
so I'm layin' it down, layin' it all in Your hands.

I woke up tired of tryin' to be enough,
chasin' some version of me I couldn't love.
So I laid it down — got nothin' left to prove —
and in the quiet, I can still feel You in the room.

I don't have to fix these broken parts alone;
You started somethin' good — You won't leave it half-grown.

You started this, and You'll finish it,
I'm the work of Your hands, You won't quit on it.
Your mercy runs on, oh it never ends —
You started this, and You'll finish it.

I used to think that grace was mine to earn,
countin' up my failures, waitin' on my turn.
But You don't love me for the good that I could do —
these are Your hands, and I'm the work You're seein' through.

I'm still in progress, not yet who I'll be,
but You don't give up — You just keep holdin' me.

You started this, and You'll finish it,
I'm the work of Your hands, You won't quit on it.
Your mercy runs on, oh it never ends —
You started this, and You'll finish it.

You won't walk away, no, You won't walk away
from the good that You began.
And You won't forsake the work
that was shaped by Your own two hands.

I don't have to finish me —
I'm bein' finished by You.
I'm not done yet, but I'm not afraid,
'cause Your mercy's gonna carry me through.

You started this, and You'll finish it,
I'm the work of Your hands, You won't quit on it.
Your mercy runs on, oh it never ends —
You started this, and You'll finish it.

So finish it, Lord, finish it —
take Your time, I trust Your hands with it.
You started this...
and You'll finish it.