Looks Like Love

Yo, I used to see God through a twisted lens Taught He's static, unfeeling, like He don't make amends They told me He's "pure act," no thoughts, no change Like He's locked in the sky, distant, estranged But Scripture shows a Father who listens and grieves Who loves, who relents, who warns and believes He ain't Aristotle's Prime Mover, cold and untold He's the Shepherd who grieves when lost sheep go cold! Hold up! What looks like love? What looks like love? What looks like love? A God who don't feel? A King high above? Unmoved, untouched, no mercy, no tears? Or a Father who runs when His children draw near? What looks like love? A heart made of stone? Or a Savior who weeps when we're lost and alone? If God is love, and love never fails Then love took the nails so our hopes prevail! What looks like love? What looks like love? They told me I'm guilty for Adam's disgrace Like sin's in my veins, I was doomed from the gates Born blind to the truth, can't seek, can't choose Like reason's a lie and my conscience is bruised But how could He judge what He forced me to be? Call me depraved, then expect me to see? Nah—Hebrews declares He became just like us If sin's in our nature, then who do we trust? He shared in our flesh, our struggle, our breath He stood in our place, He conquered through death Not wrath satisfied, not debt getting paid But love breaking chains when He walked from the grave! What looks like love? What looks like love? They say God's detached, too high to be known But love isn't cold when it's flesh and bone He didn't stay distant, He came close to find Healing the broken, renewing the mind What kind of love would stay on the throne When He could've come down, to make us His own? God's love isn't silence, it's action, it's clear He died for the lost, to bring us near What's love look like when its bloody and hurt? It's God with us, covered in dirt Not a judge on a throne, distant and far But a friend who will meet us right where we are Love isn't logic or cold, stiff design It's the Lamb who was slain, where man meets divine So if you're lost and you're seeking the truth Look to the cross, where love gives you proof! What looks like love? What looks like love? What looks like love?