Hemmed in, surrounded on every side by men Who hate me on account of You Torn down by their fury and spite Blindly raging against Your voice Every shred of mercy has fled
I speak the truth but they don't hear
I'm shut down by closed minds and hardened hearts My cries for reason fall on deaf ears But what is this flesh? It's just a vanishing mist, it's not my home These eyes are fixed on what's true Believing You and scorning every prize Offered by these times Unashamed in the face of this wrath Because this foundation is true
So we are ready to die
The mob's pressing in, heaven's filling my sight I know there's no turning back from this promise of life
With steadfast resolve
Gritted broken teeth, the stones are pounding me down I'm being beaten into dust, pummeled into the ground
When I'm drenched in blood, hands raised to heaven I'll cry: "Father, Lord of all Forgive them, take my spirit home For they know not what they do Your will be done"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
