Verse 1
How great the chEbasm that lay betBbween us
How high the mouAbntainCm I could not clBbimb
In despEberation, I turned to heBbaven
And spoke your nAbame iBbnto the niEbght
Then through the darAbkness
Your loving kinEbdness
Tore through the shaCmdows of my sBboul
The work is finEbished, the end is wrBbitten
Jesus ChAbrist, my liBbving hEbope
Verse 2
Who could imaEbgine so great a meBbrcy?
What heart could faAbthom sCmuch boundless gBbrace?
The God of aEbges stepped down from glBbory
To wear my sAbin and bBbear my shEbame
The cross has spAboken, I am forEbgiven
The king of kCmings calls me His oBbwn
Beautiful saEbvior, I'm yours foBbrever
Jesus ChAbrist, my liBbving hEbope
Chorus
HAballeluEbjah, praise the oBbne who set me fCmree
HAballeluEbjah, death has lBbost its grip on Cmme
You have brAboken every chEbain
There's salvBbation in your nCmame
Jesus ChAbrist, my liBbving hEbope (x2)
Then came the morEbning that sealed the prBbomise
Your buried bAbody bCmegan to breBbathe
Out of the silEbence, the roaring lBbion
Declared the grAbave has no clBbaim on mEbe
Then came the morEbning that sealed the prBbomise
Your buried bAbody beCmgan to brBbeathe
Out of the silEbence, the roaring lBbion
Declared the grAbave has no clBbaim on mCme Eb
Jesus, yoAburs is the viBbctoryEb, whoa!
Chorus
HAballeluEbjah, praise the oBbne who set me fCmree
HAballeluEbjah, death has lBbost its grip on Cmme
You have brAboken every chEbain
There's salvBbation in your nCmame
Jesus ChAbrist, my liBbving hEbope (x2)
Jesus ChAbrist, my livBbing hCmope
Oh GAbod, you are my liBbving hEbope