Like a rushing river am I
Like a raging torrent inside
I find that I’m full of knowing nothing
I find that I’m hungry for the fullness of Christ

Like a rushing river am I
Like a raging torrent inside
I find that I’m free falling again
I’m letting go of the mountain view
Letting go, but what into

I’ve been crucified with Christ
Yet not I, for one thing I know
You make all things beautiful
Just in time

What is the length? What is the width?
What is the depth? What is the height?
Who come comprehend? Who can enter in?

From glory to glory
From death to life, life to death again
From strength to strength
Deep calls out to deep
As I press on