Passion

Within my mind's eye
Flickering from the past
Come images that terrify and calm
paradox in me

Nail pierced hands they run with blood
splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me

He chose to give it all
Jesus endured the pain
Paying a debt I owed and created a paradox in me

Nail pierced hands they run with blood
splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me

And in my heart I know that you're the only one
Who could of came and died, a sacrifice
As your God's only son

Nail pierced hands they run with blood
splitting brow forced by the thorns
His face is writhing with the pain yet it's comforting to me