No Worries

Father, Oh Father Father Father
Forgive them for they know
Not what they do
They scourged and scourged and scourged
Stripped all my garments
The nails in my hands are hard to bear

They taunt me
I'm thirsty oh so thirsty
And they playing games
They playing games with my bloody robe

Father, why has Thou forsaken me
Father, why has Thou Forsaken me

I'll die right here on Calvary
But I will rise again

Who am I Lord
Who am I Lord
Who am I Lord
No worries, hey
Who am I Lord
Who am I Lord
Who who who, Lord
No worries

You were mocked, You were taunted
Spit on and stripped
Crowned with thorns made from branches
Forced to carry the burden of a cross
Up on a hillside there to be crucified
But You looked beyond the cross
Now I know You hold a plan
It's is finished You hung Your Head
And the veil was torn
I could never repay what You did for me
I could never repay what You did for me
You were stretched wide Lord
For me You died
And one day all will see

You are my Lord
You are my Lord
You are my Lord
No worries

Hey You are my Lord
You are my Lord
You You You Lord
No worries

Hey You are my Lord
You are my Lord
You are my Lord
No worries, no worries

You are my Lord
You are my Lord
You are my Lord
All mine, Who sits up on High
Lord



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Writer(s): Khristie French, Damon Johns
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