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  • Man of Sorrows

    Wolves At the Gate



    Blistered feet, bloodied alone
    Walked the streets a man unknown
    Battered face as He adorns
    A mocker’s robe, a crown of thorns
    A tree designed for His demise
    Cursed, maligned by guilty cries
    The nails and hammer they did meet
    Two in the hands, one in the feet
    Risen up, put on display
    For a guilty mob to scream and say
    “Crucify! Crucify!”
    The people yelled to crucify
    “He must die! He must die!”
    Without a fight He did comply

    I do not know the pain you felt
    Or lowly service as You knelt
    Down before such lowly men You served (and washed their feet)
    Who is this man they sent to die?
    Many still could not reply
    Betrayed and sold by His very own (with a kiss)
    He met the needs of thousands fed
    Healed the sick and raised the dead
    “My God! My God!” The man did say
    “Have you forsaken me this day?”
    Bleeding, dying; words were few
    “Forgive them Lord for what they do”
    Gasping breath they heard Him say
    “It is finished!”

    Laid below the ground You knew it couldn’t hold You
    They thought that You were bound by nature’s laws
    He is risen! He is risen!
    For the veil that was torn in two and the darkness that would ensue
    A symbol alas that the debt was finally paid
    When the stone was rolled away, He was no longer where He lay
    Surely our King had risen from the dead

    On and on and on we’re singing
    Singing out for all to hear us

    This is not a simple story
    Our lives are for Your glory
    Beyond my words and written pages
    Your song across the ages

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