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9 V( I/ L1 v, ` W! D Y& q$ E* _My life began like any other man: K) C9 u) Y [/ @
Held beneath a mother’s loving gaze' ^0 |( ~0 x. z) ~/ R/ c5 G
Somewhere between now and then
8 |; _; P& Q: ?# h: i A/ kI lost the man I could have been; ~# z% p9 V" j) ?5 m
Took everything that wasn’t mine to take# Y: I6 O1 x' b0 j$ d
But Love believes that it is not too late5 O. R- r/ X p$ i6 k
Only one of us deserves this cross, C, v/ g. N1 _
A suffering that should belong to me# {0 A( p2 k$ H6 G& D
Deep within this man I hang beside+ n4 `3 g& n3 w0 g% d- U0 o3 B
Is the place where shame and grace collide7 F) G/ q+ ?/ O4 @
And it’s beautiful agony4 s9 ]% Q0 S; w
That He believes it’s not too late for me
- u+ |; F4 M) z6 E/ k9 vThis is how Love wins, every single time) z( P# G( i) u9 A/ N
Climbing high upon a tree where someone else should die
4 L$ X. A3 v9 V! i r: GThis is how Love heals, the deepest part of you
3 p- V1 T7 o) x4 c7 x, dLetting Himself bleed into the middle of your wounds
$ _0 w% r" n) \# ?' F( JThis is what Love says, standing at the door
4 z/ F% q6 T3 h' ?% P4 u" Z; ^You don’t have to be who you’ve been before0 V; w3 C" }# H- u, L% T3 ~
Silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again9 Y* W% v' J9 Y+ x$ G# X
This is how Love wins8 F7 `) b, B- P: [" o7 Q# L& B
Did you see this moment from the start3 }! I j1 {# m( g# E g. H' ^
That we would drink this of cup of suffering?
+ N: N2 i" \6 i# P, DI wonder, did we ever meet?, b% V* V( e/ g6 q" N$ S3 c# n
Childhood games in dusty streets3 ~, Z# _- ?4 ^# I) |& q' X/ [$ @
For all my many sorrows and regrets, w5 I5 R# c4 D( l/ g+ D+ L( v1 B
Nothing could compare to just this one
+ t6 W0 r- n A: a- u# tThat in the presence of my King
7 ?, s b s0 y6 S3 D7 jI cannot fall upon my knees
; ?0 q9 b" i( yI cannot carry You up to Your throne
: K# A' B0 \* r" S* z7 F0 ?You instead, will carry me back home.$ E; ~! w) K+ R7 U1 n
What can wash away my sin?! J, A: B9 W2 [; O2 R
Nothing but the blood, nothing but the blood
" S; c2 ^# s4 I+ jWhat can make me whole again?
( s" P- M! E: INothing but the blood, Nothing but the blood
3 ~6 y2 |2 f C m& e' nBecause this is what Love say, standing at the door4 y; ^, s0 ?2 ^. T
You don’t have to be who you’ve been before ]1 U; O! }# c4 y7 K7 k
And silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again
7 P% N2 A" A8 F6 _! b& |7 ~' OThis is how Love wins.
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