Son of Suffering (Live)

Oh, the perfect Son of God In all His innocence Here walking in the dirt with you and me He knows what living is He's acquainted with our grief Man of sorrows, Son of suffering [Chorus: David Funk] Oh, blood and tears How can it be? That there's a God who weeps There's a God who bleeds Oh, praise the One Who would reach for me Hallelujah to the Son of suffering Some imagine You Are distant and removed But You chased us down in merciful pursuit To the sinner, You were grace And the broken You еmbraced And in the end, thе proof is in Your wounds Yes, in the end, the proof is in Your wounds