Son Of Suffering

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
Man of sorrows, Son of suffering

Oh, blood and tears
How can it be?
That 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 еmbraced
And in the end, thе proof is in Your wounds
Yes, in the end, the proof is in Your wounds

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
Hallelujah
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

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
Glory to God forever
Glory to God forever
Glory to God forever

Your cross is my freedom
Your stripes are my healing
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God in Heaven

Your blood is still speaking
Your love is still reaching
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God forever

Your cross is my freedom
Your stripes are my healing
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God in Heaven

Your blood is still speaking
Your love is still reaching
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God forever

Glory to God forever (Ever, amen)
Glory to God forever (Forever)
Glory to God forever (Yeah)
Oh, blood and tears

How can it be?
That there's a God who weeps
Oh, there's a God who bleeds
So praise the One
Who had reached for me
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering

Yes, hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Sing, "Hallelujah" to the Son of suffering (Who gave it all, say)
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering (Man of sorrows, we sing)
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Yes, hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering


(Your cross) Your cross is my freedom
Your stripes are my healing
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God in Heaven
Your blood is still speaking
Your love is still reaching
All praise King Jesus (Sing, "All praise")
Glory to God forever

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


O Praise The Name

I cast my mind to Calvary
Where Jesus bled and died for me
I see His wounds, His hands, His feet
My Saviour on that cursed tree
His body bound and drenched in tears
They laid Him down in Joseph's tomb
The entrance sealed by heavy stone
Messiah still and all alone
O praise the Name of the Lord our God
O praise His Name forevermore
For endless days we will sing Your praise
Oh Lord oh Lord our God
Then on the third at break of dawn
The Son of heaven rose again
O trampled death where is your sting
The angels roar for Christ the King
O trampled death where is your sting
The angels roar for Christ the King
O praise the Name of the Lord our God
O praise His Name forevermore
For endless days we will sing Your praise
Oh Lord oh Lord our God
He shall return in robes of white
(Ooh) The blazing sun shall pierce the night
(Ooh) And I will rise among the saints
(Ooh) My gaze transfixed on Jesus' face
O praise the Name of the Lord our God
O praise His Name forevermore
For endless days we will sing Your praise
Oh Lord oh Lord our God
O praise the Name of the Lord our God
O praise His Name forevermore
For endless days we will sing Your praise
Oh Lord oh Lord our God
Oh Lord oh Lord our God


Jesus Paid It All

I hear the Savior say,
"Thy strength indeed is small,
Child of weakness, watch and pray,
Find in Me thine all in all."

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

Lord, now indeed I find
Thy pow'r and Thine alone,
Can change the leper's spots
And melt the heart of stone.

For nothing good have I
Where-by Thy grace to claim;
I'll wash my garments white
In the blood of Calv'ry's Lamb.

And when, before the throne,
I stand in Him complete,
"Jesus died my soul to save,"
My lips shall still repeat.