Brutal Romantic
My shepherd king
You call to me
Amidst my suffering
You say "my dear
Come away with me
Into better things"
Little did I know that I'm a brutal romantic
Little did I know that I would hang you on a tree
Creator God
Who made the stars
You called me to be
A child of yours
Inheritor
The world was at our feet
Little did I know that I would take it all for granted
Little did I know that I would choose the dust and leave
Little did I know that you'd call me "child and beloved"
Little did I know that you'd still choose to rescue me
I was meant to be the lamb upon the alter
But Jesus you were there before I drew a breath
You were beaten and bruised
All for love
How did I deserve this kind of friend?
I was meant to be the lamb upon the alter
But Jesus you were there before I drew a breath
You were beaten and bruised
All for love
How did I deserve this kind of friend?
You took my guilt
You took my shame
And nailed it to a tree
You bled and then you died and then you rose again for me
Oh little did I know that you're a brutal romantic
Little did I know that you're a brutal romantic
Little did I know that you're a brutal romantic
Little did I know that you're a brutal romantic
And you saved me
You call to me
Amidst my suffering
You say "my dear
Come away with me
Into better things"
Little did I know that I'm a brutal romantic
Little did I know that I would hang you on a tree
Creator God
Who made the stars
You called me to be
A child of yours
Inheritor
The world was at our feet
Little did I know that I would take it all for granted
Little did I know that I would choose the dust and leave
Little did I know that you'd call me "child and beloved"
Little did I know that you'd still choose to rescue me
I was meant to be the lamb upon the alter
But Jesus you were there before I drew a breath
You were beaten and bruised
All for love
How did I deserve this kind of friend?
I was meant to be the lamb upon the alter
But Jesus you were there before I drew a breath
You were beaten and bruised
All for love
How did I deserve this kind of friend?
You took my guilt
You took my shame
And nailed it to a tree
You bled and then you died and then you rose again for me
Oh little did I know that you're a brutal romantic
Little did I know that you're a brutal romantic
Little did I know that you're a brutal romantic
Little did I know that you're a brutal romantic
And you saved me
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Writer(s): Georgia Watson
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