Who has done good and who has sought God?
We hated and cursed and called for your blood
We claimed to be wise as we gloried in shame
We told ourselves lies, despising your reign
And love, your love, was far from us
And love, your love, was far from us

Our mouths were like graves, our words were like darts
Our bodies were slaves to the greed of our hearts
We thirsted for life as we wasted our breath
Entangled in strife, we rushed to our death
And love, your love, was far from us
And love, your love, was far from us

The foolish you loved, the faithless you saved
The lost you have found, the worthless you raised
The blood of your cross and your empty grave
Made rebels to heirs and sinners to saints
And love, your love, has come to us
And love, your love, has come to us