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How Cheap Is Your Love

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“How Cheap Is Your Love” is sung from God’s own perspective, turning the questions of its companion song back toward the listener directly. He notices praise that comes easily in comfortable seasons, a chair kept warm when the cost of standing up arrives, and a name called on Sunday mornings that gets left at the door the rest of the week. The bridge marks the turning point, as the singer prays dangerously for the bargain to be taken from their hands — asking for a love that costs something, the way the poor widow’s two coins cost her everything she had. The final chorus flips the whole question: no longer “how cheap is your love,” but “how deep was Your love” — deeper than we’ll ever fully know, demonstrated for us while we were still sinners, asking nothing of us first. The song ends not in guilt, but in a love finally willing to cost something in response to a love that already cost everything.

"My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth."
1 John 3:18

A song for the road you're on.

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Lyrics

How Cheap Is Your Love
Dirt Road Gospel Music
DirtRoadGospelMusic.com

[Verse 1]
I see me in the morning light
Hands raised high, singing strong
My praise comes easy when the price is right
And the comfort carries on

[Verse 2]
They stood and bled in a public square
For the very words I hum
I keep my head down, I keep my chair
When the counting of cost has come

[Chorus]
How cheap is your love
How cheap is your love
I really need to know
'Cause I carried a cross through a world of scorn
And you won't carry your own
You call My name on a Sunday morn
Then you leave Me at the door
How cheap is your love
When Mine cost everything

[Verse 3]
I've counted pennies at Your feet
Like a beggar keeping change
I've loved You cheap and I've loved You sweet
But I've never shared Your pain

[Chorus]
How cheap is your love
How cheap is your love
I really need to know
'Cause I carried a cross through a world of scorn
And you won't carry your own
You call My name on a Sunday morn
Then you leave Me at the door
How cheap is your love
When Mine cost everything

[Bridge]
So make my love cost something
Take the bargain from my hands
'Cause grace that costs me nothing
Was never in Your plans

[Final Chorus]
'Cause how deep was Your love
How deep was Your love
Deeper than I'll ever know
You carried a cross through a world of scorn
So I'll learn to carry my own
I'll call Your name on a Monday morn
And follow out the door
No more cheap in my love
'Cause Yours cost everything

[Outro]
How deep... how deep is Your love for me