Feeling betrayed, but knowing I’m the betrayer.
Being played, thinking I’m the player.
Why do we do the things we do?
Why did this happen to you?
You never did nothing to me,
Except you tried to set me free.
But I seem to like my chains,
I hate the resulting pains,
But I do what I know ain’t right
Can’t get myself out of this plight
Something within me leads me wrong
I want to do right but it’s too strong
Don’t wanna do what I know to be bad
Look at me, ain’t it sad.
Some call it sin, these chains that clatter;
What it’s called really don’t matter.
I hear its call down deep inside.
Sometimes it makes me wish I’d died.
Truth be told I’m already dead
But all that’s already been said
What I need to know on this dark day;
Is can you show me the way?
The way of life, where I can be free;
Who, my God, can show this to me?
I wait and wait, my heart in the dark;
I wait and life seems too distant, too far.
Wrapped in death and misery,
I wonder who it is that can rescue me.
Don’t know how long it’s been;
Don’t know beginning from end.
But wait, is that a light I see,
A tear in the curtain of my eternity?
I see a man, but who could come here,
Where dark souls wait in fear;
Living a death that steals life away,
Longing to see the light of day.
I see a hand, nailscarred and worn.
I see a head crowned with thorn.
I see a man with body stripped
A man with body beaten and whipped,
On a cross I see him hang,
My heart feels the bitterest pain.
And yet I hear an answer to my plea,
“Who will deliver me?”
The answer is the Living Word,
Jesus Christ, my saving Lord.
He shows that I must truly die,
If my heart would freely fly.
So on the cross, with him I hang;
Let sin now feel death’s stilling sting.
Gladly now with him I die;
Now more to wonder why.
