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发表于 22.6.2012 10:39:34
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My life began like any other man& O- T7 x/ n$ X1 e, `
Held beneath a mother’s loving gaze
- @/ t m" c, G: x aSomewhere between now and then6 j$ I( u+ p2 X# r* n$ D8 F
I lost the man I could have been
/ |) o( N# B$ A; _: p/ yTook everything that wasn’t mine to take
3 R3 E- P/ _1 c6 U2 Q' w8 l0 X! gBut Love believes that it is not too late
! C5 O* N% A2 k* B$ f( COnly one of us deserves this cross0 t/ p" q& e- ~8 V5 K ?* D
A suffering that should belong to me5 [* p5 X, D h3 ^( o
Deep within this man I hang beside) C2 H% a6 q& c: b1 e+ q+ e4 v* Z
Is the place where shame and grace collide
1 O' k* k% H$ w3 D5 l7 d% xAnd it’s beautiful agony
* b3 j. Q* w% H( XThat He believes it’s not too late for me3 n3 Y0 r) r& {9 r y( C& c2 T
This is how Love wins, every single time
$ N7 l5 Q; l4 C0 eClimbing high upon a tree where someone else should die/ g4 i! v$ j$ \; |5 Z( h
This is how Love heals, the deepest part of you
1 @) X; V, Y, _Letting Himself bleed into the middle of your wounds. ?" ]( J$ b. B$ `
This is what Love says, standing at the door
/ N5 l% q) B# K) T2 @' YYou don’t have to be who you’ve been before
8 D! J5 `4 A9 z, f wSilenced by His voice, death can’t speak again* p# |! [9 Z2 T( Q1 o6 X5 C3 N
This is how Love wins
: U, P6 j2 G/ _0 l" {Did you see this moment from the start# l! X$ m; g" g, a& n
That we would drink this of cup of suffering?" X/ o9 `/ J; |
I wonder, did we ever meet?5 Y+ t8 R% t0 N" r/ U! g
Childhood games in dusty streets( _. d1 N }3 r5 m2 n0 M
For all my many sorrows and regrets( [8 w5 s+ k) ]) V j2 G$ a. u
Nothing could compare to just this one
3 T" a: }. p \9 C* xThat in the presence of my King
) e6 b' `& l8 q: Q0 P# ~& RI cannot fall upon my knees
. h: K* i8 A2 zI cannot carry You up to Your throne
, D) E0 B! D9 Q; M1 n- QYou instead, will carry me back home.
6 }" a' r3 D/ j. jWhat can wash away my sin?
1 T1 R: G* k& O6 Q* C9 d" }Nothing but the blood, nothing but the blood
# s) K+ s& h+ p( P$ sWhat can make me whole again?) ]4 X7 B% M- H
Nothing but the blood, Nothing but the blood3 |- m% @; h% ]8 k
Because this is what Love say, standing at the door2 Y% T: W. _2 S& l
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And silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again8 k0 c/ u8 X$ P9 q% p1 V# V _* f4 Y7 O
This is how Love wins. ( \& }( c( W1 v2 @ ]) ?2 f
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