Casting Crowns - The Very Next Thing
When the God-man passes by
The blind will see and the dead will rise
Redeemed will dance and broken wings take flight
I was a hollow man
My treachery despised and rightly so
And even though my chains were gone
I'm still a slave and reaping what I've sown
Call it desperation
I just had to see His face
So like a child
I climbed a sycamore tree
When the God-man called my name
I knew I'd never be the same
'Cause when the God-man passes by
I was a runaway
a gypsy chasing shadows in the night
A prisoner of secrets till religion dragged my shame into the light
All my darkness was revealed
just when I thought my fate was sealed
My accusers dropped their stones and walked away
'Cause when the God-man cleansed my name
You can come just as you are
Let Him have your broken heart
You have never run too far
There is freedom in His scars