From the darkest pit You wrenched us
Where our shame and fear controlled us
While still enemies You loved us
You made a way

We have barely touched Your endless grace
Turn and see Christ’s beaten blooded face
Freedom at such cost, freely given us
You made a way, You made a way

Whilst the darkness chained and choked us
Not but death was all about us
Yet Your outstretched arms have borne us
You made a way, You made a way

No longer we’re bereft
Praise my soul
No longer we’re bereft
Praise my soul
Praise my soul, praise my soul, praise my soul, praise my soul