Within my mind's eye
Flickering from the past
Come images that terrify and calm
A paradox in me
Nail-pierced hands, they run with blood
A splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain
Yet it's comforting to me
He chose to give it all
Jesus endured the pain
Paying a debt I owed and createing
A paradox in me
Nail-pierced hands, they run with blood
A splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain
Yet it's comforting to me
And in my heart I know that You're the only one
Who could have came and died, a sacrifice
As You're God's only Son
Nail-pierced hands, they run with blood
A splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain
Yet it's comforting to me
Flickering from the past
Come images that terrify and calm
A paradox in me
Nail-pierced hands, they run with blood
A splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain
Yet it's comforting to me
He chose to give it all
Jesus endured the pain
Paying a debt I owed and createing
A paradox in me
Nail-pierced hands, they run with blood
A splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain
Yet it's comforting to me
And in my heart I know that You're the only one
Who could have came and died, a sacrifice
As You're God's only Son
Nail-pierced hands, they run with blood
A splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain
Yet it's comforting to me
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