Oh, the perfect Son of God In all His innocence Here walking in the dirt with you and me He knows what living is He’s acquainted with our grief A man of sorrows, Son of suffering
Blood and tears How can it be There’s a God who weeps There’s a God who bleeds Oh praise the One Who would reach for me Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Some imagine You Are distant and removed But You chased us down in merciful pursuit To the sinner You were grace And the broken You embraced And in the end the proof is in Your wounds Yes in the end the proof is in Your wounds
Your cross, my freedom Your stripes, my healing All praise King Jesus Glory to God in Heaven Your blood still speaking Your love still reaching All praise King Jesus Glory to God forever
Glory to God forever
Yes, hallelujah to the Son of suffering Sing hallelujah to the Son of suffering Hallelujah to the Son of suffering Hallelujah to the Son of suffering Hallelujah to the Son of suffering Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
All praise King Jesus All praise King Jesus All praise King Jesus Glory to God forever All praise King Jesus All praise King Jesus All praise King Jesus Glory to God forever and ever
