Majesty in Misery
Though all of us have gone our own way
Though all of us have left and gone astray
The Savior restrained, the King he was chained
For a people of unclean lips with our hands blood stained
No rebellious cries with only love in his eyes
He knew our sin meant his demise
And as he walked in such grace
In grief he fell on his face
In light of all that he would embrace
Distressed, until it was complete
Distressed till death had met defeat
While never calling retreat or even signaled defeat
This work was not yet complete
Despite the pain that'd ensue, and of the torment he knew,
His face was set to see it through
The Savior restrained, the King he was chained
For a people of unclean lips with our hands blood stained
The Savior restrained, the King he was chained
For the sake of his glory and love his power abstained
Though all of us have gone our own way
Though all of us have left and gone astray
Cast down by wicked plans, tortured by our own hands
Despised, deformed, disgraced Forgiving all he faced
He was distressed until it finished
The pain endured was not diminished
Until the victory's sound and was won
"Not my will but yours be done"
He drank it all, the cup of God's wrath
He drank it down to the end
He drank it all, the cup of God's wrath
He drank it down to the bitter end
You laid our wickedness on his head
For all we've done and all that we've said
He was crushed for our transgressions
He was pierced for all our sins
How could your death mean that I live?
When it's my life that brought you death?
Oh God I truly give, my beating heart and living breath
