Who but You
Could breathe and leave a trail of galaxies
And dream of me?
What kind of love
Is writing my story till the end
With mercy's pen?
Only you
What kind of king
Would choose to wear a crown
That bleeds and scars
To win my heart
What kind of love
Tells me I'm the reason He can't stay
Inside the grave
You, is it You?
Standing here before my eyes
Every part of my heart cries
I am his because he is
Emmanuel, the promised king
The baby who made angels sing
Son of man who walked with us
Healing, breathing in our dust
The author of all history
The answer to all mysteries
The lamb of God who rolled away
The stone in front of every grave
Could breathe and leave a trail of galaxies
And dream of me?
What kind of love
Is writing my story till the end
With mercy's pen?
Only you
What kind of king
Would choose to wear a crown
That bleeds and scars
To win my heart
What kind of love
Tells me I'm the reason He can't stay
Inside the grave
You, is it You?
Standing here before my eyes
Every part of my heart cries
I am his because he is
Emmanuel, the promised king
The baby who made angels sing
Son of man who walked with us
Healing, breathing in our dust
The author of all history
The answer to all mysteries
The lamb of God who rolled away
The stone in front of every grave
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