Hillsong UNITED - Starts And Ends Lyrics

Album: People
Released: 26 Apr 2019
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Lyrics

VERSE 1:

My soul thirsts for things I can’t explain 

In my bones a beckoning to pray 

If my heart is a battleground

My defences run both ways

The flesh is a beggar and thief

But there is a Spirit-man awakening me


VERSE 2:

When real life and peace won’t make amends

When all these starts

Start feeling like these ends

Like the world is unravelling

And I’m bound to come undone

There is a Shepherd a Priest

There is a Comforter who comforts me 


REFRAIN 1:

And my soul finds rest 

Where it makes no sense 

There the blood sets me free 


REFRAIN 2:

All my old regrets 

All my brokenness 

All my failures redeemed 


REFRAIN 3:

And it feels like grace

Where I stacked my shame 

There the cross stands for me 


REFRAIN 4:

All the things I’ve done

All the times I’ve run

All my dead ends redeemed


REFRAIN 5:

And it looks like hope 

Where my heart was broke 

And His heart broke for me 


BRIDGE:

Lay your burden down upon

Down upon Him

Lay your burden down 


PRE-CHORUS:

Jesus my rest in peace

My reconciler 

You’re my every good thing


REFRAIN 6:

I surrender all 

All I’m living for 

You’re my every good thing


REFRAIN 7:

You’re my amnesty

You’re my split wide sea

You’re my every good thing


REFRAIN 8:

All my days and nights 

You’re my death to life 

You’re the wonder I breathe 


REFRAIN 9:

You’re my can’t explain 

First and last refrain

You’re my every good thing

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Starts and Ends (Live) Hillsong UNITED

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Meaning & Inspiration

Hillsong UNITED often leans into the big, anthemic swell, but in "Good Grace," there is a different kind of architecture at work. When I’m standing at the front, looking out at a room full of people, I’m constantly gauging the distance between a lyric and the actual altar. Some songs are just mirrors—they reflect our own exhaustion back at us—but this one attempts a bridge.

The line that stops me cold is: "If my heart is a battleground / My defences run both ways."

That is an honest liturgical starting point. It’s a rare admission that we aren’t just victims of our own sin; we are often complicit in it. We build walls to keep the hurt out, but we end up trapping ourselves inside the very ruins we created. It echoes the tension Paul describes in Romans 7:15, that frustrating loop of doing what we hate and failing to do what we love. If a congregation doesn't feel that friction, the "grace" part of the song becomes cheap, a mere band-aid. But here, the battleground is acknowledged as the place where the Spirit has to do the heavy lifting.

Then, there is the shift: "Where I stacked my shame / There the cross stands for me."

As a leader, I watch how people hold that thought. We have a habit of dragging our shame into the presence of God like a pile of heavy, jagged rocks, hoping that if we just build high enough, He’ll notice our penance. But the song pivots. It doesn't ask us to move the rocks; it points to the Cross standing exactly where we left our mess. It changes the posture of the room from self-flagellation to recognition.

Singing this, though, I wonder if we rush the finish. We’re so eager to get to the resolution that we sometimes skip over the "unravelling" mentioned in the second verse. The melody is easy to carry, but the lyrics demand a slow walk through the fire.

The Landing—that place where the congregation is left when the music fades—is essentially a redirection of gaze. We move from the internal battleground to the objective reality of the Shepherd. It isn't a song about how much I love Jesus; it’s a song about how His heart broke for me when mine was shattered.

It leaves us holding a question rather than a trophy. If the cross truly stands where my shame is, then what am I still protecting? Why am I still manning the walls of my own defenses when the Shepherd has already arrived? It’s a messy, unsettled place to end a set, but perhaps that’s exactly where we need to be—standing in the rubble, finally seeing the Cross as the only thing left upright.

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