
Date of issue: 11.07.2011
Song language: English
Witness |
Hemmed in, surrounded on every side by men who hate me on account of you, |
torn down by their fury and spite, |
blindly raging against your voice, |
every shred of mercy has fled. |
I speak the truth, but they don’t hear. |
I’m shut down by closed minds and hardened hearts, my cries for reason fall on |
deaf ears. |
But what is this flesh? |
It’s just a vanishing mist, it’s not my home, these eyes are fixed on what’s |
true, believing you, and scorning every prize offered by these times. |
Unashamed in the face of this wrath, |
because this foundation is true, |
so we are ready to die. |
The mob’s pressing in, heaven’s filling my sight, I know there’s no turning |
back from this promise of life… |
with steadfast resolve… |
gritted broken teeth, the stones are pounding me down, I’m being beaten into |
dust, pummeled into the ground. |
When I’m drenched in blood, hands raised to heaven I’ll cry ( |
Father), Lord of all (forgive them), take my spirit home (for they know not |
what they do) (your will be done). |