Dave Bilbrough

There's a song that I sing
From deep in my heart
It tells of my Saviour,
Creator and God
Let the melody rise
So that many will hear
A hymn of thanksgiving
Is the song that I sing

From the Father he came
To walk in our shoes
Befriending the fallen
Defending the poor
As he carried the weight
Of our sin on that cross
He cried out 'forgive them'
In an act of pure love

Grace, wonderful grace
This is our song; this is our song

In the darkest of nights
Through the storm, rain and wind
God's endless compassion
Is the song that we sing

Satan's curse is undone
He burst from that tomb
Through His resurrection
Death no longer rules
At the start of each day
Or when evening descends
A hymn of thanksgiving
Is the song that we sing