simon
How could I let this happen? I am washing away
My dearest of friends I have learned to betray
Fearless friend that I thought I could be
I've found out that it wasn't me
But You never did change, You are true to the end
Greater love has no man than to die for his friends
In the aftermath of these painful events
I can see better now
When You were troubled in Your spirit
I was sleeping in the garden
When they were hurling accusations
I denied You to their faces
And as I'm looking back now on my broken promises
Like her alabaster flask, they are all I can give
Could You take my narrow love from me, and make it beautiful again?
Because my eyes now can see You are quite unlike me
Every promise You made, not a word incomplete
In the aftermath, it all makes perfect sense
I can see better now what I didn't back then
When You were troubled in Your spirit
I was sleeping in the garden
When they were hurling accusations
I denied You to their faces
"Can't you see now how I am the One that's true?"
Still I can't help but think it should have been me and not You
Grace atoning
Overflowing
How could I not know I'm loved?
Shame forgetting
Resurrecting
How could I not know I'm loved?
How could I not know I'm loved?
How could I not know I'm loved?
My dearest of friends I have learned to betray
Fearless friend that I thought I could be
I've found out that it wasn't me
But You never did change, You are true to the end
Greater love has no man than to die for his friends
In the aftermath of these painful events
I can see better now
When You were troubled in Your spirit
I was sleeping in the garden
When they were hurling accusations
I denied You to their faces
And as I'm looking back now on my broken promises
Like her alabaster flask, they are all I can give
Could You take my narrow love from me, and make it beautiful again?
Because my eyes now can see You are quite unlike me
Every promise You made, not a word incomplete
In the aftermath, it all makes perfect sense
I can see better now what I didn't back then
When You were troubled in Your spirit
I was sleeping in the garden
When they were hurling accusations
I denied You to their faces
"Can't you see now how I am the One that's true?"
Still I can't help but think it should have been me and not You
Grace atoning
Overflowing
How could I not know I'm loved?
Shame forgetting
Resurrecting
How could I not know I'm loved?
How could I not know I'm loved?
How could I not know I'm loved?
Credits
Writer(s): Ernest Milton Fabian, Ezekiel Justin Mckinney, Justin Nathanael Jones
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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