When God lays down His glory
And steps into the unbelievable
The blood on the road isn't mine
But it should have been
And in horror I consider the unthinkable
I am undone
Grace, what have You done?
Creation shakes in heaving sobs
Black skies make silent the unspeakable
A coldness sweeps over me
Paralyzes and locks me in
Grief and gratitude hideously unimaginable
I am unhinged
And sickened and have to look away
Spinning now but there's no escaping it
And I am down for the count, unfathomable
I am unworthy
And this I know --
Jesus loves me.
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