Love Moved First

This is the story of a runaway With no way home and no way out I threw the best of me away I had my chance, it’s too late now Too far gone and too ashamed To think that You’d still know my name But love refused to let my story end that way You didn’t wait for me to find my way to You I couldn’t cross that distance even if I wanted to You came running after me When anybody else would’ve turned and left me at my worst Love moved first What kind of grace, relentless grace Would chase this rebel down Crawl into this prisoner’s cage Take my hand and pull me out You knew I couldn’t make the change So You became the change in me And now I live to tell to the story Of the God who rescues From the throne to the manger From a manger to the grave Your cross is the proof Love made the first move From a grave meant to keep You To a stone rolled away Your cross is the proof Love made the first move I remember where You found me I’m amazed by where I stand Your cross is the proof That love made the first move