Tonart: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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King,
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hauled off their Golgotha
Not just the loss of a savior,
loss of a father
lobbying for slums like us?
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Who mocked such an honest
and modest portrayal of love?
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I don't stop, dwell, and concentrate
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on these thorns often enough
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On the cross, and the blood,
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on the loss, and the monstrous cuss
On the thorny crown
that bore down on your brow
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On the scorn of the morning,
ensuing the morning
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Out of the crowds and swarms,
yellow Barabbas
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Drown out the voice of reason
Insignificant people, so wicked and evil
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Leading you bleeding and bleeding
down the Via Dolorosa
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Lord, you bore shame and reproach,
you were cursed by most men
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Hurt by the curse when you were born
in the stable of Satan
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From the cradle to grave,
all we've made is mistakes
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Kicked into place, hit,
smitten, and spit upon
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My tears fall on a scripture
that your future was written on
bare -naked and shaken
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Buckled knees, caving in
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Caused by the tree in the shape of a T
Nails breaking the skin,
you were taking our sin
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And placing it in the palm
of your hands for all men
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You could've said, take me away
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I don't wanna stay
Take some other man on some other day
Blood dwindled away
No one else withered in vain
God this hurts so much
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This burden is so tough
I'm flirting with death's touch
touched lives and died lonely
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And you died lonely, just to smile on me
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Is it the rain that stain
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s my face or tears?
Have I been right here
for five minutes
or five years?
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I can't seem to move my feet,
I can't breathe
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Can't seem to leave this tree,
can't believe it's not me
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It should have been my likes,
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crucified with spikes in my wrist
Cold as ice and lifeless,
alone and silent
but instead that's what Christ did
and was born and scorned
by people in his likeness.
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Despite this,
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he made wrongs like shed light.
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Forever the blessed protector of my life,
Finally one foot moves,
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then another, then another.
cause thunder is hovering over.
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The suffering is over, so is the battle,
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now the curtain splits in two.
Jesus, I'll miss you.
but you knew it had to be this way.
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Had it been me on that day,
I would've said, take me away.
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Could've said, take me away.
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I don't wanna stay.
Take some of the man on some other day,
Blood swiveled away,
no one else willing to pay
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God this hurts so much,
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this burden is so tough
I'm hurting with death's touch,
touched lives and died lonely
just to smile on me
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Two thousand years later,
you're still debated and
Evaded and naked and bait
for the fakest
their daily charade
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They masquerade and disarray
and then parade you to feel safe
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By saying you're not able,
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and the Bible is stable
And label it as a faith brace
for the wavering and unstable
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Saying your words are trite
bits of written fiction
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And that your existence was mythical
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What that makes me bitter, I ad mit it
They call it hypocritical literature
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But the hypocrite's the one
that stares back at them in the mirror
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Each day on city pavements,
they cast lots for your raiment
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As though your slow death on a tree
was inadequate payment
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Amazing grace was eliminated
from the equation
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Now we're just a faceless nation
slowly becoming a wasteland
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But though the walls of the world
crumble around me
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I'll stay in the same place you found me
and pray that you surround me
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You could've said, take me away,
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I don't wanna stay
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Take some other man
on some other day
blood's whittled away
no one else willing to pay
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You could've said, God,
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This burden is so tough,
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I'm hurting with death's touch
touched lives and died lonely
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Who hath believed our report?
of the Lord revealed?
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For he shall grow up before him
as a tender plant
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And as a root out of a dry ground
He hath no form nor comeliness
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And when we shall see him
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that we should desire him
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He is despised and rejected of men
A man of sorrows and
acquainted with grief
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And we hid as if were our faces from him
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Surely He hath borne our griefs
and carried our sorrows.
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Yet we did esteem Him stricken,
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smitten of God and afflicted.
But He was wounded for
our transgressions.
He was bruised for our iniquities.
The chastisement of our
peace was upon Him,
and with His stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray.
We have turned everyone
to His own way,
and the Lord hath laid on Him
the iniquity of us all.
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He was oppressed and He was afflicted,
Yet he opened not his mouth.
He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter
and as a sheaf before her shearers is dumb,
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so he opened not his mouth.
and from judgment.
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And who shall declare his generation?
For he was cut off out of the
land of the living.
For the transgression of my people
was he stricken.
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And he made his grave with the wicked
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and with the rich in his death.
Because he had no violence,
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neither was any deceit in his mouth.
Yet it pleased the Lord to bruise him.
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He hath put him to grief,
when thou shalt make his soul
an offering for sin.
he shall prolong his days,
and the pleasure of the Lord
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shall prosper in his hay.
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He shall see of the travail of his soul,
and shall be satisfied by
shall my righteous servant justify many,
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for he shall bear their iniquities.
Therefore will I divide him
a portion with the great,
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and he shall divide the spoil with
out his soul unto death,
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And he was numbered with
the transgressors,
And he bared the sin of many,
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And made intercession for
the transgressors.
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