WHAT LOVE IS THIS
That took my place?
Instead of wrath,
You poured Your grace on me.
What can I do
But simply come
And worship You?
I surrender, I surrender,
I surrender all to You.
What love is this
That comes to save?
Upon the cross
You bore my guilt and shame.
To You alone
I give my heart
And worship You.
A greater love
No man has seen;
It breaks sin’s power
And sets the prisoner free.
With all I have
And all I am,
I worship You.
Dave Bilbrough