We draw our swords
He heals the wounds
Praise Him as Lord
The empty tomb
The rooster crowed
Buried in shame
I was accused
Denied thy name
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
I sold my soul
Hung with guilt
The potters field
For silver spill't
He stumbles away
Innocent but blamed
Glory to His name
The dead are raised
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
A Crown of thorns
His body broke
The veil is torn
The blood He choked
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
A splintered back
How can He stand?
The Son of God
The Son of Man
Roll the stone away
Bacon Lung - Gethsemane Lyrics
Bacon Lung - Gethsemane Lyrics
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We draw our swords
He heals the wounds
Praise Him as Lord
The empty tomb
The rooster crowed
Buried in shame
I was accused
Denied thy name
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
I sold my soul
Hung with guilt
The potters field
For silver spill't
He stumbles away
Innocent but blamed
Glory to His name
The dead are raised
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
A Crown of thorns
His body broke
The veil is torn
The blood He choked
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
A splintered back
How can He stand?
The Son of God
The Son of Man
Roll the stone away
He heals the wounds
Praise Him as Lord
The empty tomb
The rooster crowed
Buried in shame
I was accused
Denied thy name
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
I sold my soul
Hung with guilt
The potters field
For silver spill't
He stumbles away
Innocent but blamed
Glory to His name
The dead are raised
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
A Crown of thorns
His body broke
The veil is torn
The blood He choked
Am I sweating or bleeding?
My prayer repeating
Please take this cup from me
My spirit is willing
My flesh is weakening
God give me the strength I need
A splintered back
How can He stand?
The Son of God
The Son of Man
Roll the stone away
Writer: Jerrid Meikle
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