Where Angels Fear To Tread

IF IT WASN'T FOR YOUR MERCY,
If it wasn't for Your love,
If it wasn't for Your kindness,
How could I stand?

If it wasn't for Your cleansing,
If it wasn't for Your blood,
If it wasn't for Your goodness,
How could I stand?

And yet I find myself again
Where even angels fear to tread,
Where I would never dare to come,
But for the cleansing of Your blood.

With You there is forgiveness,
And therefore You are feared.
Jesus, it's Your loving kindness
That brings me to my knees.

In the beauty of Your holiness.
In the beauty of Your holiness.
In the beauty of Your holiness.
In the beauty of Your holiness.

Matt Redman & Tom Lane