When you've been broken, broken to pieces And Your heart begins to faint 'Cause you don't understand And when there is nothing to rake from the ashes And you can't even walk Onto the fields of praise But I bow down and kiss the Son Oh, and I bow down and kiss the Son Let the praise of the Lord be in my mouth Let the praise of the Lord be in my mouth Well, though You slay me, I will trust You, Lord Well, though You slay me, I will trust You, Lord Though You slay me, I will trust You, Lord Though You slay me, I will trust You, Lord When the rock falls, falls upon you And you get ground to dust No music for your pain You open the windows, the windows of heaven And then You opened me And You crushed me like a rose