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My life began like any other man# `6 d7 N: ~2 r4 T" \1 Q6 m+ X
Held beneath a mother’s loving gaze# d. c, m7 V- \2 }
Somewhere between now and then7 C6 n. Q1 Z, c+ u$ p' m% {) K. m
I lost the man I could have been' Z* `! ^+ ? l0 I5 ^
Took everything that wasn’t mine to take
5 Z7 g! p% M* b. \# sBut Love believes that it is not too late
1 b5 W# Z- c, J* ~# NOnly one of us deserves this cross: M {) s0 {) g5 F' A& Z
A suffering that should belong to me
- c, I0 \5 z D- Z2 G$ UDeep within this man I hang beside7 t& ^6 q. u: O) ^4 l
Is the place where shame and grace collide
- _5 j8 d( e* s: P7 ~And it’s beautiful agony: S {# H3 m" M& y* U" T
That He believes it’s not too late for me
9 a8 l* V+ C0 y/ @; SThis is how Love wins, every single time- D$ {" l6 d; [2 U0 X. W& i# l2 @
Climbing high upon a tree where someone else should die# J V2 T; X* \6 h! T4 f
This is how Love heals, the deepest part of you
6 d( k1 N9 |7 |' C5 ~Letting Himself bleed into the middle of your wounds" g) p( c4 N) u
This is what Love says, standing at the door( Z7 E) \+ u, A0 z
You don’t have to be who you’ve been before1 x) `- `" _# h+ y
Silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again
) }5 B D+ R+ U( P/ LThis is how Love wins
( F, b/ O* j2 U- c% |Did you see this moment from the start
2 d2 [/ \5 Q- V& q2 cThat we would drink this of cup of suffering?: H" U+ C+ P& x8 t: k" g; g2 T
I wonder, did we ever meet?; x3 @; V2 I8 D+ l! d
Childhood games in dusty streets J% y9 i E' p) o5 Q" I9 f5 i" k0 B
For all my many sorrows and regrets# x' N2 F P4 ]) j! B R O; Q4 ]6 h
Nothing could compare to just this one
y; A: V7 M; R6 X/ q9 ~That in the presence of my King
6 i+ L# |: M& ?' [& tI cannot fall upon my knees; o* Z' S/ D. g2 c1 D. V+ X# u6 N
I cannot carry You up to Your throne5 i+ k- q- F2 o, i1 E# v
You instead, will carry me back home.. I" h1 ]% K' v. [) [8 ?" |
What can wash away my sin?
* F2 `1 r G" a# Q+ J3 ENothing but the blood, nothing but the blood; [- Z9 e; P7 o
What can make me whole again?
# {- a7 x& a# ^% h4 S/ BNothing but the blood, Nothing but the blood% n5 d0 }8 g6 C" }7 X0 G1 X
Because this is what Love say, standing at the door+ n3 p. {% \. x" U. | d1 m/ j
You don’t have to be who you’ve been before, R# e$ F% i: W
And silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again
4 c9 d7 w9 K* I/ ?$ f _This is how Love wins. 8 y- R, J0 p: n& E# ]! `
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