Sometimes a song touches you so much that it continues to resonate for days and months after you first heard it. Such is the case with “In Your Wake” by Wolves at the Gate.
I have no doubt that Wolves at the Gate is not everyone’s preference in terms of musical style but for those of us who enjoy the harder stuff they are truly a Godsend. “In Your Wake” is my favorite song by Wolves at the Gate in terms of the message and lyrics. I’ve placed the video here so you can listen to the song but even if you don’t care to listen, please at least read the lyrics. I guarantee that they will bless you.
A selfish man, a wretch I do stand, just as you we are
the same
But how is it that justice follows in Your wake and
grace remains?
And grace remains? Your grace remains! Still grace
remains!
This is justice for my wickedness with your Son
descending
Onto this world bearing our sin
We’re helpless in need of Your grace
This freedom is not in our hands
Still Your grace remains
It was not nails that kept You there on that tree
It was not thorns that caused You your pain (fully)
For it was my sin, it was Your burden
It was my sin, it was Your love for me
It was not nails that kept You there on that tree
It was not thorns that caused You your pain (fully)
For it was my sin, it was Your burden
It was my sin, it was Your love for me
Then at the cross You bore my sin
And as You bled You thought of me
And still these bones will cry
Who am I that you would give Your life and die for me?
Not just a myth and not just a story
Becoming my sin and all for His glory
Not just a martyr, not just a saint
He’s risen, alive
Death had no restraint!
Bride, arise! And lift up His holy name
Oh yea bride, arise! And life up His name
It was not nails that kept You there on that tree
It was not thorns that caused You your pain (fully)
For it was my sin, it was Your burden
It was my sin, it was Your love for me
Then at the cross You bore my sin
And as You bled You thought of me
And still these bones will cry
Who am I that you would give Your life and die for me?
The line that always gets me is “And as you bled you thought of me”. Imagine, the King of the Universe and the Creator of Life itself bruised, broken, bleeding and dieing. During his agony I was in his thoughts. And so were you. So great was His love for His precious children that was willing to endure unspeakable agony and humiliation. This was the price he paid for my redemption. Praise God!
Thank you once again, Wolves at the Gate, for writing a song that blesses and inspires God’s people. My heart is full today because of your music and the meaning behind it.