He is jealous for me,
loves like a hurricane,
i am a tree,
bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy
loves like a hurricane,
i am a tree,
bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy
when all of a sudden,
i am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory,
and i realize just how beautiful You are,
and how great Your affections are for me
how He loves us so, how He loves us all
we are His portion and He is our prize, drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
if grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking
and Heaven meets earth like an
unforeseen kiss,
and my heart turns violently
inside of my chest,
i don’t have time to maintain these regrets,
when I think about, the way…
(how he loves us)
at the start He was there
in the end He’ll be there
and after all our hands
have wrought
He forgives
oh, the glory of it all
is He came here
for the rescue of us all
that we may live
for the glory of it all
All is lost find Him there
after night dawn is there
and after all falls apart
He repairs
He is here
with redemption from the
fall that we may live
for the glory of it all
after night comes
a light
dawn is here
it’s a new day,
a new day
everything will change
things will never
be the same
we will never
be the same
(glory of it all)
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