My Will Be A Dead Man
There comes a time
When I must murder my will
I cry out to God –
RETURN, RETURN, RETURN
Take from me this struggle
God, my will be a dead man
On this day, on this profession
On Your sacrifice, on Your Son
With this bloody Messiah
Show me Your sorrow
Illuminate my eyes with Your love
Paint this landscape with Your blood
I’m still learning what it’s like to be free
It can no longer be me against me
How I must be consumed for the sake of You
This will be my legacy - let it take all of me
Show me who I am in the depths of Spirit and truth
Cause I've seen the face of redemption; I know it's You
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