This is the story of a runaway

With no way home and no way out

I threw the best of me away

I had my chance, it's too late now

Too far gone and too ashamed

To think that you'd still know my name

But love refused to let my story end that way.

You didn't wait for me to find my way to you

I couldn't cross that distance even if I wanted to

You came running after me

When anybody else would've turned and left me at my worst

Love moved first.

What kind of grace, relentless grace

Would chase this rebel down

Crawl into this prisoners cage

Take my hand and pull me out

You knew I couldn't make the change

So you became the change in me

And now I live to tell to the story

Of the god who rescues.

You didn't wait for me to find my way to you

I couldn't cross that distance even if I wanted to

You came running after me

When anybody else would've turned and left me at my worst

Love moved first.

From the throne to the manger

From a manger to the grave

Your cross is the proof

Love made the first move

From a grave meant to keep you

To a stone rolled away

Your cross is the proof

Love made the first move

I remember where you found me

I'm amazed by where I stand

Your cross is the proof

That love made the first move.

You didn't wait for me to find my way to you

I couldn't cross that distance even if I wanted to

You came running after me

When anybody else would've turned and left me at my worst

Love moved first

Oh... oh...

Love moved first.