I awoke on the side of a hill, the sun beaming down on my face
Two men stood there with him, smiling, glowing in peace and grace
The son of man, dark of skin, with tears coming from his eyes
With just one look, the two men knew, the reason he would cry
He said, Lords, I fear what's to come, may this cup pass me by
To spread love to the nations and for the prophets' summation, must the son of man truly die?
Will they take the love I showed, and the grave I broke, and use it all for hate?
Will love remain a victory march or will it desecrate?
Lords I don't know my father's plan
His will, not mine. It's out of my hands
Will he be proud of me, or turn his face away?
Will my mother see me as the son who couldn't stay?
Lords, I fear what's to come, may this cup pass me by
To spread love to the nations and for the prophets' summation, must the son of man truly die?
Will they take the love I showed, and the grave I broke, and use it all for hate?
Will love remain a victory march or will it desecrate?
Then they said to Him
Son of man, don't fear the nails
The pain that is to come is far less than the victory that trails
The veil on the temple will tear, and the face of God will shine
The wrinkles on your mother's face will soon become laughter lines
Son don't fear what's to come, but this cup will not pass you by
To spread love to the nations for the prophets summations, you have to die
They'll take the love you showed and the grave you broke and use it all for hate, but fear not because
Your name will live on, no son, it will not deteriorate
Son don't fear what's to come, this cup will not pass you by
To spread love to the nations for the prophets' summation, the son of man must die
They'll take the love you showed and the grave you broke, and use it all for hate
But love will remain a victory march, it will not deteriorate
Will Herridge - Transfiguration Lyrics
Will Herridge - Transfiguration Lyrics
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I awoke on the side of a hill, the sun beaming down on my face
Two men stood there with him, smiling, glowing in peace and grace
The son of man, dark of skin, with tears coming from his eyes
With just one look, the two men knew, the reason he would cry
He said, Lords, I fear what's to come, may this cup pass me by
To spread love to the nations and for the prophets' summation, must the son of man truly die?
Will they take the love I showed, and the grave I broke, and use it all for hate?
Will love remain a victory march or will it desecrate?
Lords I don't know my father's plan
His will, not mine. It's out of my hands
Will he be proud of me, or turn his face away?
Will my mother see me as the son who couldn't stay?
Lords, I fear what's to come, may this cup pass me by
To spread love to the nations and for the prophets' summation, must the son of man truly die?
Will they take the love I showed, and the grave I broke, and use it all for hate?
Will love remain a victory march or will it desecrate?
Then they said to Him
Son of man, don't fear the nails
The pain that is to come is far less than the victory that trails
The veil on the temple will tear, and the face of God will shine
The wrinkles on your mother's face will soon become laughter lines
Son don't fear what's to come, but this cup will not pass you by
To spread love to the nations for the prophets summations, you have to die
They'll take the love you showed and the grave you broke and use it all for hate, but fear not because
Your name will live on, no son, it will not deteriorate
Son don't fear what's to come, this cup will not pass you by
To spread love to the nations for the prophets' summation, the son of man must die
They'll take the love you showed and the grave you broke, and use it all for hate
But love will remain a victory march, it will not deteriorate
Two men stood there with him, smiling, glowing in peace and grace
The son of man, dark of skin, with tears coming from his eyes
With just one look, the two men knew, the reason he would cry
He said, Lords, I fear what's to come, may this cup pass me by
To spread love to the nations and for the prophets' summation, must the son of man truly die?
Will they take the love I showed, and the grave I broke, and use it all for hate?
Will love remain a victory march or will it desecrate?
Lords I don't know my father's plan
His will, not mine. It's out of my hands
Will he be proud of me, or turn his face away?
Will my mother see me as the son who couldn't stay?
Lords, I fear what's to come, may this cup pass me by
To spread love to the nations and for the prophets' summation, must the son of man truly die?
Will they take the love I showed, and the grave I broke, and use it all for hate?
Will love remain a victory march or will it desecrate?
Then they said to Him
Son of man, don't fear the nails
The pain that is to come is far less than the victory that trails
The veil on the temple will tear, and the face of God will shine
The wrinkles on your mother's face will soon become laughter lines
Son don't fear what's to come, but this cup will not pass you by
To spread love to the nations for the prophets summations, you have to die
They'll take the love you showed and the grave you broke and use it all for hate, but fear not because
Your name will live on, no son, it will not deteriorate
Son don't fear what's to come, this cup will not pass you by
To spread love to the nations for the prophets' summation, the son of man must die
They'll take the love you showed and the grave you broke, and use it all for hate
But love will remain a victory march, it will not deteriorate
Writer: Will Herridge
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