[Verse 1] I thought strength meant standing, When no one came for me. I thought strength meant silence, When no one heard my plea. I carried every sorrow, I learned how not to fall. But You were waiting for the moment I had no strength at all. [Pre-Chorus] Not power, not glory, Not control in my hand. But obedience and surrender To the One who makes me stand. [Chorus] Your strength is made perfect in weakness, Your power rests on the small. When I am empty and helpless, You become my all. I lay down the sword I was holding, I stop trying to survive. Your strength is made perfect in weakness, And by Your mercy, I’m alive. [Verse 2] You waited till I was broken, Till I could not pretend. Till all my human armor Had finally reached its end. I spent my whole life fighting, Too wounded to receive. But You came low and near me, And taught my heart to believe. [Pre-Chorus] Not power, not glory, Not control in my hand. But obedience and surrender To the One who makes me stand. [Chorus] Your strength is made perfect in weakness, Your power rests on the small. When I am empty and helpless, You become my all. I lay down the sword I was holding, I stop trying to survive. Your strength is made perfect in weakness, And by Your mercy, I’m alive. [Bridge] This is what You teach creation, This is what the angels see: Strength is not domination, But a soul bowed faithfully. Satan grasped for power, But Jesus bowed to bleed. The King became the servant, The Bridegroom met the need. [Verse 3] You left the Father’s glory, To purchase what You loved. You paid the Bride-price in Your blood, And called the wounded, “Mine.” So I will not call weakness failure, When weakness brings me near. If helplessness is where You hold me, Then meet me trembling here. [Final Chorus] Your strength is made perfect in weakness, Your power rests on the small. When I am empty and helpless, You become my all. I lay down the sword I was holding, I stop trying to survive. Your strength is made perfect in weakness, And by Your mercy, I’m alive. [Outro] Not power. Not control. Not glory in my name. Obedience. Submission. Your strength in my flame. I was strong enough to survive, But weak enough now to be held. Your strength is made perfect in weakness, And all Your truth has prevailed.
