Jesus Wept

I can’t forget the water at my feet

All alone and mumbling

The only verse that I knew

Was Jesus wept (And I did too)

I gave up the drugs, but not the sex

Weekends, holidays, the cigarettes

As long as I knew I could get my fix

I could have it all I could handle it

Married a beautiful girl

Brought a child into this world

In the mirror I saw boy wanting to be a man

(You wanted a man)

I’m a wave in the sea

I’m a stone that can’t be moved

I’m a wretch drunk and forgotten

I’m a path left to choose

You’re the God of the unknown

I’m the son that was never free

You’re the life I didn’t live

You’re the trial waiting for me

(Are you what the people say that you are?

Filled with wrath worshipped always from a far

Glory to the lamb forever you are

We are the creator of all these scars)

I thought it’d be over

Take care that you don’t forget

I thought it would be, but I’m still scared

I still believe I’m scared that I, I still believe

So what’s left for me?

Are you washed in the blood?

Are you washed in the soul cleansing blood?

He is trampling out the vintage

Where the grapes of wrath are stored

He is trampling out the vintage

Where the grapes of wrath are stored