In the cold
Cell with the iron on his
Wrists now he was brought
Low by the weight of his own re
Bellion
All his pride
Broke in the depth of grief and
Captivity then he bowed
Down to the God he once denied
You heard him
There at the end of his destruction
You met the
Worst with a mercy still more deep
He found
Life when humility
Turned to pleading grace reached down
Far to the pit where
He lay bound
From the dark
Floor rose a prayer no crown could
Save him only You
Could lift a soul so stained and
Fallen
Then Your hand
Moved and the chains that mocked his
Past shattered and his heart
Knew You alone are God and King
You brought him
Back from the land of confusion
You gave him
Peace and a throne he did not earn
He stood
Changed by the wonder of
Your pity mercy wrote
Light on the ruins of
His sin
You can re
Store even hearts that have wandered far
You can make
Kings bow in tears and live anew
We will
Sing of the God whose grace
Is deeper than the chains
Dark and the guilt of
Years
