It is so my transgressions have born a withered fruit The sun has scorched the rising plans, alas they no root The bleached of animals bound by leather strips Dance through the air with laughter as I wield wicked whip
As you did warn me carpenter, this world has weakened my So I disparage, self-seeking the work of my art And there you have come to me, at the moment I bathe in my So in love with myself, after avoiding tomorrow
Where do you find the love to he who betrays you? And offer to wash my feet as I to disobey you beauty does bereave me, and how my words do fail So and dutifully I award you with betrayal
The and the down trodden fall on broken legs As I walk a smile I cast, fervor in my stead But my like plastic, do buckle backward now I lay in field by Judas', anticipate the plow
I cannot be forgiven, my wages will be For more lovely and admirable is least among the saved And where would I fit, Jesus? What place is for me? The price of atonement is more than I've found to offer up as my
Jesus, my heart is all I have to give to you, so and so unworthy This simply will not do, no alabaster jar, no in the rough For your that was broken, how can this be enough? By me you abandoned, by me you were betrayed
Yet in your and in your heart forever I have stayed Your glory illuminates my life, and no will descend For you have lived forever and love will never end