All the glory of creation Everything is from your hand Reaching down out of the heavens All to sculpt the heart of man Not in gold and not in silver Nothing precious or refined Across a universe of wonder You make dust Your grand design O praise the Lord The Lord most high Word of God the breath of life Maker of this heart of mine You make dust your grand design Stepping down into the ruins Word of God becoming man Falling down amidst the chaos Your cross colliding with the sand The earth cries out in accusation (But) Calvary's grace won't be denied For the joy of our salvation You make dust your grand design O praise the Lord The Lord most high Word of God the breath of life Maker of this heart of mine You make dust your grand design Beauty for ashes And life for a grave Jesus Forever The greatest exchange Once a broken earthly vessel Bound by shackles of this earth From the dust I was created To the dust I will return For a glorious resurrection I'm restored and raised to life Recreated in your presence You make dust your grand design O praise the Lord The Lord most high Word of God the breath of life Maker of this heart of mine You make dust your grand design