Trust me, I've been there, I've looked, I've searched and I know now, that there are no answers to be found in the bottom of a bottle or on the edge of a blade! Fighting Hard, Recovering, Rebuilding, REBORN. Moving on from addiction to a new life.
And this is grace That Once who was all Stepped down from heaven To become a man of earth In this He had nothing And to the cross He carried All that He was Yet in this He died So we could have more In His poverty We would become rich For now one day we will see All of the glory That He has awaiting us in heaven
You left the treasures That You held with the Father in heaven Coming to this earth in a virgin birth You walked our lands As a child to a man The purest of men ever seen Carrying with You no riches Just the clothes of a carpenter The truth of Your voice collected the twelve To speak of the greatness The Father has in store Until man hunted You down To hang You upon the cross Your blood stained that tree So this world could be free Alone there You died To remove the stain of my sin In poverty Your sacrifice To open the treasuries of heaven For a sinner like me
I’m brought down Time and again Yet I am risen Each time by mercy I’ve lost so much To stay down Would be so easy Yet despite it all This night I celebrate The richness of new life Through the Son’s sacrifice A gift of beautiful grace