O the perfect Son of God in all His innocence
Here walking in the dirt with You and me
He knows what living is, He's acquainted with our grief
Man of sorrows Son of suffering
Blood and tears, how can it be
There's a God who weeps, there's a God who bleeds
O praise the one who would reach for me
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Some imagine You are distant and removed
But You chased us down in merciful pursuit
To the sinner You were grace and the broken You embraced
And in the end, the proof is in Your wounds
In the end, the proof is in Your wounds
Blood and tears, how can it be
There's a God who weeps, there's a God who bleeds
O praise the one who would reach for me
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Your cross my freedom Your stripes my healing
All praise King Jesus glory to God in Heaven
Your blood still speaking Your love still reaching
All praise King Jesus glory to God forever
Your cross my freedom Your stripes my healing
All praise King Jesus glory to God in Heaven
Your blood still speaking Your love still reaching
All praise King Jesus glory to God forever
Your cross my freedom Your stripes my healing
All praise King Jesus glory to God in Heaven
Your blood still speaking Your love still reaching
All praise King Jesus glory to God forever
Blood and tears, how can it be
There's a God who weeps, there's a God who bleeds
O praise the one who would reach for me
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
Hallelujah to the Son of suffering
What can wash away my sin
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
What can make me whole again
Nothing but the blood of Jesus
Oh precious is the flow that makes me white as snow
No other fount I know nothing but the blood of Jesus
Glory to God forever glory to God forever
Glory to God forever glory to God forever