"Costly Worship" lyrics
Philippa Hanna & Israel Houghton Lyrics
I remember what You did
Your nail-scarred hands are the evidence
That Your love goes the distance
Time and again
I remember who You are
Son of man, son of suffering
You saved me when I could save myself
So, I won't bring an offering
That doesn't cost my heart a thing
A treasure fit for heaven's King
Is costly worship
I won't sing an empty song
To You the highest praise belongs
I'll break the jar of finest oil and pour it out
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
Now I'm covered by the grace
That flowed from the crown of thorns
It was my sin that held You on that tree
So, my soul will praise
For the Father is satisfied
To look upon Your wounds and pardon me
So, I won't bring an offering
That doesn't cost my heart a thing
A treasure fit for heaven's King
Is costly worship
I won't sing an empty song
To You the highest praise belongs
I'll break the jar of finest oil and pour it out
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
So, I won't bring an offering
That doesn't cost my heart a thing
A treasure fit for heaven's King
Is costly worship
I won't sing an empty song
To you the highest praise belongs
I'll break the jar of finest oil and pour it out
This praise cannot be bought or sold
The fragrance of surrendered souls
Purified, refined as gold
It's costly worship
And as we kneel before Your throne
Surrounded by angelic hosts
We cast our crowns to You alone
As costly worship
Eternity will welcome now
The lost you came to reconcile
A hundred million "hallelujah"s pouring out
So, pour it out, pour it out
Costly worship
Pour it out, pour it out
Such costly worship
Pour it out, pour it out
Costly worship
Pour it out, pour it out
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
Your nail-scarred hands are the evidence
That Your love goes the distance
Time and again
I remember who You are
Son of man, son of suffering
You saved me when I could save myself
So, I won't bring an offering
That doesn't cost my heart a thing
A treasure fit for heaven's King
Is costly worship
I won't sing an empty song
To You the highest praise belongs
I'll break the jar of finest oil and pour it out
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
Now I'm covered by the grace
That flowed from the crown of thorns
It was my sin that held You on that tree
So, my soul will praise
For the Father is satisfied
To look upon Your wounds and pardon me
So, I won't bring an offering
That doesn't cost my heart a thing
A treasure fit for heaven's King
Is costly worship
I won't sing an empty song
To You the highest praise belongs
I'll break the jar of finest oil and pour it out
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
So, I won't bring an offering
That doesn't cost my heart a thing
A treasure fit for heaven's King
Is costly worship
I won't sing an empty song
To you the highest praise belongs
I'll break the jar of finest oil and pour it out
This praise cannot be bought or sold
The fragrance of surrendered souls
Purified, refined as gold
It's costly worship
And as we kneel before Your throne
Surrounded by angelic hosts
We cast our crowns to You alone
As costly worship
Eternity will welcome now
The lost you came to reconcile
A hundred million "hallelujah"s pouring out
So, pour it out, pour it out
Costly worship
Pour it out, pour it out
Such costly worship
Pour it out, pour it out
Costly worship
Pour it out, pour it out
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How precious is the Saviour's blood that washed me clean
How sweet, how sweet the name of Jesus
How great, how great the cost that heaven paid for me
