T H R O U G H Lyrics

No sparrow falls from heaven outside Your sight or care

How much more my worth than they You said

You have promised we'll know suffering, but no fear, You've overcome

That for those very wounds Your own have bled

And though my heart is grieved by the grip of sin and death   

My assurance now is this, and in this I find my rest 

That every cup of suffering passes through my Father's hands

Ordained by grace much deeper than any costless hope could grant

My own hands now rest open in the promise of Your reign

That to live is Christ on earth and to die shall be my gain

I've known You in the silence, and when the roar is deafening

You've sought me in the dark and when I've fled

A faithfulness so fierce amidst all torrent and all scourge

A love that knows no bounds, not even death

Your image formed in me through each scar I bear like You

That every cup of suffering passes through my Father's hands

Ordained by grace much deeper than any costless hope could grant

My own hands now rest open in the promise of Your reign

That to live is Christ on earth and to die shall be my gain

Though my will desires safety

Though my heart despises loss 

My God stays me with peace eclipsing

Every thorn and any cross

Though my will desires safety

Though my heart despises loss 

My God stays me with peace eclipsing

Every thorn and any cross

Though my will desires safety

Though my heart despises loss 

My God stays me with peace eclipsing

Every thorn and any cross

My hope in One alone who has gone before in love

I know it in my bones, by the promise of Your blood

That this blessed cup of suffering went through the nail-pierced hands of Christ

Every wound He bore obediently repurposed each of mine

My battered hands an altar on which His sacrifice now lays

Every ounce of His affliction the substance by which I'm remade