Written by Josh Baldwin, Jessie Early, Jonathan Smith, and Blake Wiggins
Lyrics: Made For More 
I know who I am ‘cause I know who You are
The cross of salvation was only the start
Now I am chosen, free and forgiven
I have a future and it’s worth the living
‘Cause I wasn’t made to be tending a grave
I was called by name
Born and raised back to life again
I was made for more
So why would I make a bed in my shame
When a fountain of grace is running my way
I know I am Yours
And I was made for more
I know who I am ‘cause I know who You are
The cross of salvation was only the start
Now I am chosen, free and forgiven
I have a future and it’s worth the living
‘Cause I wasn’t made to be tending a grave
I was called by name
Born and raised back to life again
I was made for more
So why would I make a bed in my shame
When a fountain of grace is running my way
I know I am Yours
And I was made for more
Oh hallelujah
You called out my name
So I’ll sing out Your praise
Hallelujah
You buried my past
And I’m not going back
Hallelujah
You called out my name
So I’ll sing out Your praise
Hallelujah
You buried my past
I’m not going back
‘Cause I wasn’t made to be tending a grave
I was called by name
Born and raised back to life again
I was made for more
So why would I make a bed in my shame
When a fountain of grace is running my way
I know I am Yours
And I was made for more
Come on, sing it out (Hey)
I wasn’t made to be tending a grave
I was called by name
Born and raised back to life again
I was made for more
So why would I make a bed in my shame
When a fountain of grace is running my way
I know I am Yours
And I was made for more
Come on, hallelujah
Oh hallelujah
You called out my name
So I’ll sing out Your praise
And hallelujah
You buried my past
I’m not going back
Hallelujah
You called out my name (And I’ll sing out Your praise)
Singing hallelujah
You buried my past
And I’m not going back
‘Cause I wasn’t made to be tending a grave
I was called by name
Born and raised back to life again
I was made for more
Come on, sing it over yourself
Oh so why (Would I make)
A bed in my shame
When a fountain of grace is running my way
I know I am Yours
And I was made for more
Yeah
