歌曲 | If I Was There |
歌手 | Tourniquet |
专辑 | Crawl to China |
作词 : Kirkpatrick | |
I close my eyes and think about Calvary | |
I see it happening right in front of me | |
the back that bore the whip, the head that held the crown of thorns | |
what if I was there | |
would I even care, would I even care | |
or would I only stare | |
What if I was there just a face in the crowd | |
would I hide in shame or would I laugh out loud | |
would I pity Him or think that He is just a fool | |
another criminal | |
or just the truth, or just the truth | |
He is heaven's jewel | |
As He marched up that hill | |
I can picture Him still in my mind | |
all the blood and the sweat on His brow | |
as He passed me on by, I could see in His eyes | |
that His pain was a gift of His love | |
He was the sacrifice-the Lamb | |
and He is the great I AM | |
and He paid the price for me | |
the price for you and me-you and me | |
He made the deaf to hear again | |
He called the sinful man a friend | |
He walked that hill for me | |
so my blind soul could see-could see | |
As He marched up that hill | |
I can picture Him still in my mind | |
all the blood and the sweat on His brow | |
as He passed me on by, I could see in His eyes | |
that His pain was a gift of His love | |
I close my eyes and think about Calvary | |
I see it happening right in front of me | |
two criminals were there-with one on either side of Him | |
one hurled insults and one believed-and one believed | |
which one am I? |
zuò cí : Kirkpatrick | |
I close my eyes and think about Calvary | |
I see it happening right in front of me | |
the back that bore the whip, the head that held the crown of thorns | |
what if I was there | |
would I even care, would I even care | |
or would I only stare | |
What if I was there just a face in the crowd | |
would I hide in shame or would I laugh out loud | |
would I pity Him or think that He is just a fool | |
another criminal | |
or just the truth, or just the truth | |
He is heaven' s jewel | |
As He marched up that hill | |
I can picture Him still in my mind | |
all the blood and the sweat on His brow | |
as He passed me on by, I could see in His eyes | |
that His pain was a gift of His love | |
He was the sacrificethe Lamb | |
and He is the great I AM | |
and He paid the price for me | |
the price for you and meyou and me | |
He made the deaf to hear again | |
He called the sinful man a friend | |
He walked that hill for me | |
so my blind soul could seecould see | |
As He marched up that hill | |
I can picture Him still in my mind | |
all the blood and the sweat on His brow | |
as He passed me on by, I could see in His eyes | |
that His pain was a gift of His love | |
I close my eyes and think about Calvary | |
I see it happening right in front of me | |
two criminals were therewith one on either side of Him | |
one hurled insults and one believedand one believed | |
which one am I? |