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
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
Hallelujah
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
In the end the proof is in Your wounds
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
Oh Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Your cross my freedom
Your stripes my healing
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God in heaven
Your blood is still speaking
And Your love is still reaching
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God forever
Your cross is my freedom
Your stripes my healing
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God in heaven
Your blood is still speaking
And Your love is still reaching
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God forever
Your cross is my freedom
Your stripes my healing
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God in heaven
Your blood is still speaking
And Your love is still reaching
All praise King Jesus
Glory to God forever
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
Oh Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Sing hallelujah
Oh Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
We sing hallelujah
Oh Hallelujah to the Son of suffering