He left His Father’s throne above So free, so infinite His grace— Emptied Himself of all but love, And bled for Adam’s helpless race: ’Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me! ’Tis mercy all, immense and free, For O my God, it found out me!
{New York Times Bestseller Christianity Today Books of the Year Award of Merit Recipient}
"[from] one of the most gifted writers I've ever read a book that'll challenge you & mess with you
in the most beautiful of ways..." Lysa Terkeurst, Proverbs 31 Ministries
