He Still Reaches Out

Hands that hung the worlds in place
Chose the nails
The thorns
The grave
Blood that named me as His own
I still spit His name like stone
We cheat the truth
We trade our vow
A quiet knife behind the smile
We crown ourselves on borrowed thrones
Turning from the only home

All of this love
Met by our war
All of this light
We close the door

He still reaches out
Through the smoke of all our violence
Through the lies we sing so loud
Through the comfort of our silence
Every wound we drove is crying
Mercy
Mercy on the crowd
We deny Him
Yet He still
He still reaches out

We steal the breath He gives each day
Use it just to curse His name
Mock the scars that paid our debt
Like His heart could just forget
But the sky is split with fire
Hosts of heaven dressed for war
Not to crush the ones who turn
But to lift us from the storm

All of this rage
Met by His scars
All of our chains
Fall in His arms

[Low vocal register] I have lied
I have killed in thought
I have taken what was never mine
I have worn His crown and called it right
I have turned away a thousand times

Yet a hand still breaks the dark
Calling out my rebel heart
Child
Repent
Come home and see
Live and never fall apart

Stand with saints in armor bright
Heaven's edge
The final fight
Washed and welcomed in His light
Living
Living
Never die