Born into a world of hate Cast out, by the hands of vanity Body, twisted, a wall of pain Jesus save me from this dying humanity [x2]
(Her) existence a gift bestowed by the nail pierced hands (The) struggles never ending, haunting her every breath (Her) witness a rose in a cold and desolate land (Her) faith so strong, defying death.
A hurting blemished infancy wrought with affliction scars (Her) strength, tower divine, (A) comfort to never cease (Her) love a river of hope, pulling down the prison bars (The) fear a distant voice, taken by the prince of peace.
Now is the time, my Lord does call To walk with him throughout eternity The Son of God has given all Releasing me from the grip of my infirmity
The heavens are opening wide My Saviour stands at my side My form is tortured no more His Blood, my body, restored.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
