On repeat in my iPod lately

Love this song.


Praying in the garden
You saw the crowd a-coming
Betrayed by the one that called you King
You could’ve called a band of angels
To come and save the day
But instead you chose to stay
You didn’t run away

In the very front of your mind
While the blood was flowing
You saw my face as you cried
Certain in knowing
Tears, blood, and pain in the sand
True love was pouring
True love was pouring from your hand

Bruised and beaten
Appeared you were defeated
But things aren’t always what they seem
They thought when they placed your body
Into an empty grave
It would end all debate
But the stone was rolled away

In the very front of your mind
While the blood was flowing
You saw my face as you cried
Certain in knowing
Tears, blood, and pain in the sand
True love was pouring
True love was pouring from the
Same hand that washes clean
And sets the captive free
Same hand that calmed the sea
And the one that rescued me

In the very front of your mind
While the blood was flowing
You saw my face as you cried
Certain in knowing
Tears, blood, and pain in the sand
True love was pouring
True love was pouring from your hand.