Sounds Like Reign - Wonderful Merciful Saviour Lyrics
Lyrics
Wonderful, Merciful Savior,
Precious Redeemer and Friend,
Who would have thought that a lamb could,
Rescue the souls of men;
oh, you rescue the souls of men.
Counselor, Comforter, Keeper,
Spirit we long to embrace,
You offer Hope when our hearts have
Hopelessly lost our way,
oh, we've hopelessly lost the way.
You are the One that we Praise,
You are the One we Adore,
You Give the Healing and Grace
Our hearts always hunger for,
Oh, our hearts always hunger for!
Almighty, Infinite Father,
Faithfully Loving your own,
Here in our weakness You Find us,
Falling before your throne,
Oh, we're falling before your throne.
You are the One that we Praise,
You are the One we Adore,
You Give the Healing and Grace
Our hearts always hunger for,
Oh, our hearts always hunger for!
You are the One that we Praise,
You are the One we Adore,
You give the Healing and Grace
Our hearts always hunger for,
Oh, our hearts always hunger for!
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Wonderful Merciful Savior // Sounds Like Reign
Meaning & Inspiration
Who would have thought, seeing that animal trembling on the altar back in the old days before the blood of the real sacrifice changed everything about how God looks at people? I don't know, maybe it feels too soft, this idea of a lamb just fixing things up without mentioning the heavy cost of the nails or the way the temple curtain tore right down the middle when the breath left the lungs of the Creator. Falling before your throne feels like something I should be doing, but standing in the back of the room, I just keep staring at the floorboards wondering if the grace mentioned here is actually enough to cover the jagged edges of a life lived like I’m in charge of the steering wheel. Actually, wait, the lyrics call the Spirit something I need to embrace, but that feels like a massive thing to ask when I can barely handle my own thoughts on a Tuesday morning. It’s strange how it mentions hope when our hearts have hopelessly lost the way, because when I’m in the middle of a mess, the last thing I feel is like someone is keeping me or even looking for me in the wreckage. Maybe it’s real.
It’s just a song.