See Martha weeping at a tomb;
How deep the anguish of her grieving.
Her brother, Lazarus, is gone
And hope lies cold and buried with him.
And then Jesus comes.
See Mary stumbling through her tears,
To meet the one who could have saved him.
Why did it have to end this way?
Did he not care her heart was breaking?
And she falls facedown, in her deep despair;
Pours out her pain and His heart breaks.
Then His anger burns in the face of death:
Jesus weeps, Jesus weeps.
God of compassion,
God of compassion is here.
God of all comfort is here with us, has come to us;
God of compassion.
There is no pain He does not know,
No road of bitterness or sadness.
No depths of sorrow we can go,
He walks the valley there beside us.
Let us lift our eyes, look into the face
Of a God who knows, of God who weeps.
And His voice cries out, in the darkest place:
I am the Life, I am the Life.
And now He lives, He is the life, He is the life.
Alive in Him, we'll never die, never die. [Repeat]
God of compassion. [x2]
Psalms 23:4, John 11:17-35, 2 Corinthians 1:3-4, Ephesians 2:4-5, Colossians 2:13
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