You wound that you may heal.
You empty that you may fill.
You divide that you may unite.
You bring darkness that you may be light.
You tear down that you may build.
You humble that I may yield.
You take that you may give.
You kill that I may live.
You strike that I may be
Holy, likened unto Thee.
Gracious Father, let me see,
Through the pain, lies Your glory.
For Your Son, He went this way
Bearing sin that He might pay.
Every bit of wrath did He endure
For my soul, He did secure,
Life, oh life with Him at last,
When all sin and pain are past.
For this day I wait and fight,
‘Til Your glory be my sight.
Holy Spirit, help me here,
To cling to Christ and hold Him dear,
That I in faith may have to bring,
A life, my humble offering,
To lay before the throne
Of Christ, to be all glory alone.
You are good.