The Way I Come To You
Bethany Dillon
Day turned to night
You breathed your last
Blood flowed from Your side
All of God in a young man
Who gave away His life
You loved me
When I was Your enemy
And You chose me
When I didn't believe
You drank the cup that was all filled up
With my punishment and shame
From the garden to the empty tomb
The way I come to You forever changed
A crushing burden on our backs
The words hang in the air
"His blood be on us and our children"
Still, You forgave us there
Jesus, perfect through suffering
Jesus, our merciful High Priest
The weakness of God is mighty
And the foolishness of His love has saved me