Holy is the Lord, seated on His throne
The God of glory thunders
His justice has no flaw, his wrath a stunning fire
The heavens hail His splendor
But we are simple flesh, and frail
Powerless to stand
Like morning mist erased by noon
The labor of our hands

We are broken, lost
Desperate for Your grace
Staggered by Your glory
Til we look on the cross
And find You in our place
We find Your love is boundless
Your mercy boundless, free

A heavy shadow falls from Sinai mount of old
We hear the dark clouds rumble
And trembling from afar, the law upon our backs
We struggle and we stumble
We’re shamed by our unfaithfulness
And having none to blame
We see the good we cannot do
And work for it in vain

We are broken, lost
Desperate for Your grace
Staggered by Your glory
Til we look on the cross
And find You in our place
We find Your love is boundless
Your mercy boundless, free

All we could not do, our Great High Priest has done
In death and resurrection
All the law demands, full satisfied
By Christ in His perfection
And though our sin did once abound
You grace abounded more
You gave to us Your righteousness
And called our sorrow Yours We are broken, lost
Desperate for Your grace
Staggered by Your glory
Til we look on the cross
And find You in our place
We find Your love is boundless
Your mercy boundless, free