I have felt the heavy weight
Of the arm of God restrained by grace
And every step that I would take
I took great care to play it safe
So deeper down I drove my sin
In hopes that it would be hidden
And never come to light
To earn the wrath of all God’s might
But sin is like a cup filled up
With water thick and real as blood
The more I drive it underneath
The more it overflows in me
And as I cower in the dark
The match of grace strikes up a spark
To illuminate the truth
I’m still in need of this Good News
CHORUS
Upon the cross the punishment
For each and every sin
Was poured out on the body
Of the pure and spotless Lamb
Now there’s not a single ounce of judgment left
For Christ has settled the score
Hallelujah, God isn’t angry any more
I kept my distance from this God
Whose disappointment trumped His love
But from far off I misread His face
It was exhaustion not disgrace
For every death each sin deserved
He ravaged on His Son, The Word
Until the point that He
Had no more justice left for me
CHORUS
I boldly now approach His throne
By grace and blood that did atone
And let myself be held in arms
That comfort rather than alarm
And in the warmth of His embrace
I’m overwhelmed by awesome grace
And know nothing I do
Could ever change this love, this grace
This truth
