Answer:
He is jealous for me...
loves like a hurricane I am a tree...
bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy
When all of a sudden I am unaware
of these afflictions eclipsed by glory...
and I realize just how beautiful You are
and how great Your afflictions for me
Oh how He loves us so...
Oh how He loves us...
How He loves us so
Yea He loves us...
whoa how He loves us...
whoa how He loves us...
whoa how He loves
We are His portion and He is our prize...
drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes...
and if grace is an ocean we're all sinking
So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss...
and my heart turns violently inside of my chest
and I don't have time to maintain these regrets...
when I think about the way
He loves us...
whoa how He loves us...
whoa how He loves us...
whoa how He loves