The love of God
No beginning or end
The love of God
Gives rest to the weary soul
I thought I was the prophet setting your people free
Instead I was pharaoh chasing your people down
I refused to let myself see your love
I thought I was bringing your message of mercy
Instead I cursed your name for the liberation you bring
I refused to let your compassion live in me
The love of God
No beginning or end
The love of God
Gives rest to the weary soul
I thought I was clearing out the temple in your name
Instead I was Judas kissing your cheek
I was repulsed by your message of love
And as soon as I get the chance I will run from you
And as soon as I get the chance I'm sure I'll run away
Still the love of God
No beginning or end
Still the love of God
Gives rest to my weary soul