For His Glory

Lyrics

God is molding, shaping, and grooming me For His glory, yes, His glory He's preparing me for something I cannot see, oh, I cannot see God is molding (Yes, He is), shaping (Shaping) And grooming me (And He's grooming me for) For His glory (Oh, for His glory, yes, it's for His glory) He's preparing (Oh) me (Yes, He is) For something (Something that these eyes of mine, I cannot see) I cannot see (That they're not ready to see) I cannot see (Oh) He's stretching me and He's pruning me (Pruning me) He's making me (He's making me) for His glory, His glory God is molding, shaping, and grooming me For His glory Might not feel good, but it's for His glory Ooh He's preparing me for something I cannot see Thеse old eyes of minе can't see, mmm He's stretching me and He's pruning me (Pruning me) Might hurt a little bit, but He's making me For His glory, yes, His glory Every trial that comes my way It has an expiration date Mmm, it's all working for me And it's all for His glory He gets the glory (He gets the glory) From my life (From my life) No matter how bad it hurts, but (He gets the glory) He still gets the glory (Yeah) Ooh (Yeah) Sometimes, I'm crying, but (He gets the glory) God gets the glory (From my life) God get the glory, yeah (He gets the glory) From everything that I've been through (Yeah) Everything that I suffered (Yeah) He gets the glory (He gets the glory) From this life of mine (From my life) Don't feel good, don't understand it, but (He gets the glory) It's His to feel and His good pleasure to do it (Yeah, yeah) He gets the glory (He gets the glory) Ooh, from my life, yeah, yes (From my life) God gets the glory (He gets the glory) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) He gets the glory (He gets the glory) From my life (From my life) Whether it's good or bad, He gets the glory (He gets the glory) Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) God gets the glory (He gets the glory) From every tear that we shed (From my life) Nobody else is standing for glory (He gets the glory) Yes, oh yeah, woo, woah, woah-woah-woah Ooh (He's stretching me) Lord, it don't feel good (Pruning me) But you're pruning me And it's all because You're making me (He's making me) For Your glory (For His glory) Oh, for Your glory, Lord Oh, for Your glory, yeah (For His glory) You made me so I could reflect your image And it's all for Your glory (For His glory) So that men may see you and not see me