Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty in Misery

Though all of us have our own way
Though all of us have left and gone

The Savior
The He was chained
For a people of unclean lips with our hands stained
For the sake of His glory and love His abstained

No rebellious cries only love in His eyes
He our sin meant His demise
And as He in such grace, in grief He fell on His face
In light of all that He would

Until it was
Distressed till death had met

While never calling or even signaled defeat
This work was not yet
the pain that'd ensue, and of the torment He knew
His face was set to see it

down by wicked plans
Tortured by our own
Despised, deformed,
all He faced

He was distressed until it
The pain endured was not
the vict'ry's sound and was won
"Not My but Yours be done"

He it all, the cup of God's wrath
He it down
To the end
He it dow to the bitter end

You our wickedness on His head
For all we've and all that we've said
He was crushed for our
For He was pierced for all our

How could death mean that I live?
When it's my that brought You death?
Oh God I give
My beating heart and living