Hillsong UNITED - Heaven Knows Lyrics

Album: The Shack (Music from and Inspired By the Original Motion Picture)
Released: 24 Feb 2017
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Lyrics

Hold my heart, don't let it bleed no more
Sometimes forgiveness is like a man at war
God only knows why love is worth the fall
Maybe that's what makes it love
Maybe that's what makes it love

I can hear it now, the everlasting sound
Roaring like a lion deep within me
I won't hold it long, I wasn't made that strong
Sweet surrender, hold my heart and not let go
I'm letting go

And Heaven knows
I love you so

Hold my heart, don't let it break like fear
Sometimes a moment feels like a thousand years
God only knows why love is drenched in tears
Maybe that's what makes it love
Maybe that's what makes it love

I can hear it now, the everlasting sound
Roaring like a lion deep within me
I won't hold it long, I wasn't made that strong
Sweet surrender, hold my heart and not let go
I'm letting go

And Heaven knows
I love you so

(How great Your love is)
(How great Your love is)
Then sings my soul
Then sings my soul
How great Your love is
How great Your love is
Then sings my soul
Then sings my soul
How great Your love is
How great Your love is

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Hillsong United - Heaven Knows (from the Shack) [Official Video]

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Meaning & Inspiration

Hillsong UNITED operates in that specific sliver of the modern worship industry where they aren’t just making songs for a Sunday morning; they are scoring the interior architecture of the average believer’s doubt. When they drop a track like "Heaven Knows" for The Shack soundtrack, they aren't trying to lead a congregation in a chorus. They’re trying to catch you in the car, late at night, when the theology you were taught as a kid starts rubbing up against the jagged reality of your actual life.

The line "Sometimes forgiveness is like a man at war" hits different because it refuses to treat the act of letting go as a soft, ethereal experience. In most CCM, forgiveness is framed as a light, breezy choice. Here, it’s visceral. It’s a conflict. It borrows a bit of that indie-rock melancholy—the kind you’d find in a Bon Iver record—to signal that we’re dealing with the messy grit of being human, not the curated peace of a polished stage. They’re using the language of struggle to make the divine feel accessible. The "vibe" isn't a distraction here; it’s the bait that pulls you in so you don't immediately bristle at the mention of God.

But then there’s this phrase: "God only knows why love is drenched in tears."

I find myself lingering on that. It connects, however loosely, to the shortest verse in the Bible—John 11:35. We like to think of love as a triumph, a sunny disposition, or a feeling of wholeness. Yet, the narrative arc of Scripture—and specifically the imagery of the cross—suggests that love is often synonymous with wreckage. If love is "drenched in tears," then our pain isn't necessarily proof that we’ve lost our way or that God has abandoned the scene. It might just be the cost of entry.

It’s a strange thing to hear a radio-friendly pop-worship track lean so heavily into the idea that we weren’t "made that strong." It’s an admission of weakness that feels almost radical in a culture—even a religious one—obsessed with grit, resilience, and personal victory.

Still, I wonder if the pivot at the end—the "Then sings my soul" hook—reclaims the song too quickly. Does it resolve the "war" of forgiveness? Does it dry the tears? Part of me thinks the song loses its nerve by retreating back to the familiar safety of a hymn-like anthem. But maybe that’s just how we are. We want to sit in the tension of the war for a minute, feel the sting of the tears, and then, because we don’t know how to live in that discomfort for very long, we rush back to the language of "How great Your love is."

It’s an incomplete gesture. The song suggests we can't carry our own hearts, yet it stops short of fully showing us what it looks like to live in the aftermath of that surrender. It leaves us at the altar of the realization, but it doesn't walk us home. Perhaps that’s the point. We’re still in the middle of it.

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