You Write The Words

How wide is Your love

That You would stretch Your arms

And go around the world

And why for me would a Savior's cry be heard

I don't know

Why You went where I was meant to go

I don't know

Why You love me so

Those were my nails

That was my crown

That pierced Your hands and Your brow

Those were my thorns

Those were my scorns

Those were my tears that fell down

And just as You said it would be

You did it all for me

And after You counted the cost

You took my shame, my blame

On my cross

How deep is Your grace

That you could see my need

And chose to take my place

And then for me, these words I'd hear You say

Father no

Forgive them for they know not what they do

I will go

Because I love them so

Those were my nails

that was my crown

that peirced your hands

and your brow

those were my thorns

those were my scorns

those were my tears that fell down

and just as you said it would be

you did it all for me

and after you counted the cost

you took my shame, my blame

on my cross

those were my nails

that was my crown

that peirced your hands

and your brow

those were my thorns

those were my scorns

those were my tears that feel down

and just as u said it would be

u did it all for me

and after u counted the cost

you took my shame

my blame on my cross

after u counted the cost

u took my shame, my blame

on my cross