Why
Take Your place in history of martyrs
Pure in heart dying for the weak
No square deal, no, this is no barter
Trading perfection for me
Give Your life when I would not give mine
Sinless Man bleeds for the world
Clouds will weep, the sun will not shine
Intentional roles are reversed
Take my sin if You please
All of hell would rather freeze
I'll never stop asking why
You would break Your Father's heart
For how could brokenness be used
To mend the broken parts?
I'll never stop asking why
The faithless are Your prize
For how are strangers in the sight of royalty
Oh why, why, why?
Blood and sweat rain down in Your anguish
Take this cup away from Your hands
King of all, choosing to languish
Bowing low is Your stance
Beaten down in the street
Where tears and mercy meet
I'll never stop asking why
You would break Your Father's heart
For how could brokenness be used
To mend the broken parts?
I'll never stop asking why
The faithless are Your prize
For how are strangers in the sight of royalty
Oh why, why, why?
Surely this was heaven's Beloved
Surely this was God in the flesh
And I'll never stop asking why
You would break Your Father's heart
For how could brokenness be used
To mend the broken parts?
I'll never stop asking why
The faithless are Your prize
For how are strangers in the sight of royalty
Oh why, why, why?
I'll never know why
I want to know why
Pure in heart dying for the weak
No square deal, no, this is no barter
Trading perfection for me
Give Your life when I would not give mine
Sinless Man bleeds for the world
Clouds will weep, the sun will not shine
Intentional roles are reversed
Take my sin if You please
All of hell would rather freeze
I'll never stop asking why
You would break Your Father's heart
For how could brokenness be used
To mend the broken parts?
I'll never stop asking why
The faithless are Your prize
For how are strangers in the sight of royalty
Oh why, why, why?
Blood and sweat rain down in Your anguish
Take this cup away from Your hands
King of all, choosing to languish
Bowing low is Your stance
Beaten down in the street
Where tears and mercy meet
I'll never stop asking why
You would break Your Father's heart
For how could brokenness be used
To mend the broken parts?
I'll never stop asking why
The faithless are Your prize
For how are strangers in the sight of royalty
Oh why, why, why?
Surely this was heaven's Beloved
Surely this was God in the flesh
And I'll never stop asking why
You would break Your Father's heart
For how could brokenness be used
To mend the broken parts?
I'll never stop asking why
The faithless are Your prize
For how are strangers in the sight of royalty
Oh why, why, why?
I'll never know why
I want to know why
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Writer(s): Kyle Cruse
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