LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMy Beautiful Robe
I want to pleasure in your sightI want to subscribe to your delightSo hold on and see what I do for youOh by the way, did you see me dressed in my beautiful robe?My head was bleeding so redBut all the thorns in my crown, the rose blendedInstead with my beautiful robe carries on, I'll carry onI cut down a tree said, Man would you look at meI stuck my head in a thorn bush Man I was deceivedOh my brother, Your hands are full of soresBut God blessed you brother,My nails are longer than yoursI was crucified with ChristBut how come Iâm not deadGod gave me a crossBut I made my own insteadMy beautiful carries on, Iâll carry onI cut down the tree,I nailed myself to the woodI screamed in agony,Cause the glory wasnât so goodI fell to my knees and I rememberThe words of God pierced so hard,Your righteousness is like filthy ragsAnd I fell to my knees and said, My filthy robe
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