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发表于 22.6.2012 10:39:34
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' E4 @+ C1 C0 @* j% h: P4 kMy life began like any other man+ u0 h7 J* Z, k( @- u4 A6 p9 U/ f
Held beneath a mother’s loving gaze
) E5 y# ?- Z, N( DSomewhere between now and then
. P \8 h; l& I9 O& o: FI lost the man I could have been
( M9 p/ L4 h3 b2 w* WTook everything that wasn’t mine to take
+ Z( u9 p. E# f1 lBut Love believes that it is not too late
6 X. \2 g& d$ _+ D( @Only one of us deserves this cross& T) i) |# `; ^* Z7 i# W
A suffering that should belong to me! `1 o0 |% _/ T0 V
Deep within this man I hang beside- |# ?, [8 T. ~$ I! p
Is the place where shame and grace collide) J# }) t# T5 \8 m
And it’s beautiful agony
; `5 e0 a4 `, C7 LThat He believes it’s not too late for me
$ _3 J! p+ i( ?0 C; X. g: sThis is how Love wins, every single time
' E5 R3 r6 v& J1 h, Z8 LClimbing high upon a tree where someone else should die
7 t7 q) m' q8 t0 }This is how Love heals, the deepest part of you
% E: k7 P: G$ bLetting Himself bleed into the middle of your wounds
0 ^5 C; S( {2 O2 _: MThis is what Love says, standing at the door
% \' X" n, }0 {1 fYou don’t have to be who you’ve been before d9 h* Y `, J( @+ }
Silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again
! o; T$ Q) L. w7 i7 X! ?: SThis is how Love wins& o+ o+ {/ e' y/ |8 c: d F- B
Did you see this moment from the start% X! a% i/ C7 N
That we would drink this of cup of suffering?; v% v0 y9 b; M0 e; H5 F' Y
I wonder, did we ever meet?
! i) B5 c8 M2 U- S, N* }- HChildhood games in dusty streets
' t0 H: x$ R" J4 g: R, I" q" VFor all my many sorrows and regrets
% k. j3 ], _& t# {0 i+ q( INothing could compare to just this one: c1 r. P* t; x2 y2 D
That in the presence of my King
: ~& h' h! u2 D' F* ZI cannot fall upon my knees
% q8 |& @+ [' V; ]- {2 k' w! HI cannot carry You up to Your throne! H( h" Q* u* |% _
You instead, will carry me back home.
^) F" U8 W0 }3 q+ Q' k. qWhat can wash away my sin?' t( Z k" W, q5 g8 b, k W7 A9 ?
Nothing but the blood, nothing but the blood% J% e: T% a( W( @# }
What can make me whole again?" y/ b3 l* W) X, Z: H
Nothing but the blood, Nothing but the blood
3 M. x+ X$ C8 E! U( ?/ SBecause this is what Love say, standing at the door+ `4 E3 h( s6 F' q) m Q
You don’t have to be who you’ve been before2 ?! s' d4 l6 G4 q1 b, |
And silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again* }8 c1 k4 A* I: Q& M" J
This is how Love wins. ; s# k4 e9 ]( h" y) i1 `
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