You were broken, that I might be healed,
You were cast off, that I might draw near;
You were thirsty, that I might come drink,
You cried out in anguish, that I might sing.
How deep is Your love,
How high and how wide is Your mercy;
How deep is Your grace,
Our hearts overflow with praise to You.
You knew darkness, that I might know light,
Wept great tears, that mine might be dry;
Stripped of glory, that I might be clothed,
Crushed by Your Father, to call me Your own.
How deep is Your love,
How high and how wide is Your mercy;
How deep is Your grace,
Our hearts overflow with praise to You.
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