THE COST

Beyond the reason that I see,
God came down to rescue me,
He placed His son upon the cross
In His mercy for my loss.

What in me that He should love
And send His son from up above…
What did He find that I don’t see?
What did He see to so love me?

His bloodstained hands reach out to me
And tells my heart that I am free,
What great the cost He paid for me,
How great the love that I now see.