Darren Winfield - Hands That Held Redemption Lyrics

On the hill where mercy meets the sky,
Hands that formed the stars were lifted high.
Nailed to wood, for every sin and sigh,
The hands of God, in love, chose not to pry.
Hands that held redemption, nails that wrote our story,
Pierced for our transgressions, bathed in holy glory.
In His grasp, we find our history,
The hands that hold the universe, hold victory.
With every pound of hammer, prophecy was sealed,
"Surely He has borne our griefs," His fate revealed.
For every nail that pierced, for every groan,
In His wounds, we found a grace we've never known.
Hands that held redemption, nails that wrote our story,
Pierced for our transgressions, bathed in holy glory.
In His grasp, we find our history,
The hands that hold the universe, hold victory.
Look upon these hands, the price they've paid,
See the love that wouldn't fade.
From these hands, flows a river wide,
With mercy, grace, and life inside.
Hands that held redemption, nails that wrote our story,
Pierced for our transgressions, bathed in holy glory.
In His grasp, we find our history,
The hands that hold the universe, hold victory.
So let us come, with hearts wide open, to the One who was broken,
For in His hands, we find our token, of love forever spoken.
By His hands, we are free, by His love, we see,
The hands that held redemption, have won the victory.