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发表于 22.6.2012 10:39:34
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0 T2 s. ~8 ~6 @; r' j9 lMy life began like any other man4 z+ \' S! R8 y
Held beneath a mother’s loving gaze7 A( t( u) d2 e4 J: v; G) C% s
Somewhere between now and then
+ T4 Z' X+ c$ }1 ~6 R/ JI lost the man I could have been( M6 I: S+ [" m p5 Y
Took everything that wasn’t mine to take
& W4 M# j* ]. ~) \; C' RBut Love believes that it is not too late. x% j( |/ x! A& }7 X W9 t/ |
Only one of us deserves this cross
0 E$ z+ ]5 A0 s* [A suffering that should belong to me F, N3 h( Z7 ]* v* x+ M+ v
Deep within this man I hang beside Z5 Q0 G. s! Q. c4 a$ k
Is the place where shame and grace collide
7 C: R8 P2 n6 S7 p3 Q9 BAnd it’s beautiful agony
8 \1 x) a' ?6 j p( J+ a; ]1 Z8 o' sThat He believes it’s not too late for me
! S# E& r# p) `, B3 U2 T% y' FThis is how Love wins, every single time
! i4 a- m7 c0 T$ QClimbing high upon a tree where someone else should die
3 E6 s3 D# D6 l( d0 K2 lThis is how Love heals, the deepest part of you
2 M' i( x9 g/ e* J* ~/ s% fLetting Himself bleed into the middle of your wounds
- Y! X: {4 k7 A# a! F! XThis is what Love says, standing at the door/ D0 G. w# k4 j3 A
You don’t have to be who you’ve been before% `/ x# K$ B% j- @1 [
Silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again5 t/ I0 v1 s! f
This is how Love wins
: N- H* x) Z6 K/ ?# dDid you see this moment from the start# w( o- I- B; c
That we would drink this of cup of suffering?
- Z0 U0 {) X% F- o, ]/ a. gI wonder, did we ever meet?
$ b3 h; Z3 G2 gChildhood games in dusty streets
4 q2 e( ^: K' b# ~. C' [For all my many sorrows and regrets5 _2 A' a3 C5 H$ [" C; U
Nothing could compare to just this one
( h, C! J' D& l2 a4 pThat in the presence of my King( \' I: P: E& U7 V% ~" S
I cannot fall upon my knees
7 ?6 q7 }& }. e& _! ?2 m- rI cannot carry You up to Your throne/ B2 j6 h* X, _+ B. T
You instead, will carry me back home.
% h; V# r G; O* EWhat can wash away my sin?) d6 u9 [9 w$ ]4 Q; `1 v
Nothing but the blood, nothing but the blood. \: V& Q' ]6 x
What can make me whole again?
+ ~! g2 v8 p u0 fNothing but the blood, Nothing but the blood
/ `# L/ T" F* }. rBecause this is what Love say, standing at the door
" U* o9 }+ i sYou don’t have to be who you’ve been before- C ]8 T* q: s( j0 C* Z
And silenced by His voice, death can’t speak again
" x/ h' z6 S$ d1 f0 lThis is how Love wins. 8 e8 A8 [% ]% A; v
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