Luyện nghe bài hát Majesty in Misery

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

The restrained
The King He was
For a people of lips with our hands blood stained
For the sake of His glory and love His abstained

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

Until it was
Distressed till had met defeat

While calling retreat or even signaled defeat
work was not yet complete
Despite the pain that'd ensue, and of the 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 it finished
The endured was not diminished
the vict'ry's sound and was won
"Not My will but be done"

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

You laid our wickedness on His
For all we've done and all that said
He was for our transgression
For He was for all our sins

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