Man Of Sorrow

Orð: Suzanne Jennings og Russ Taff
Lag: Jákup Zachariassen og Russ Taff

His blood drenched a pathway down that old dusty road
A lamb to the slaughter as the scripture foretold
Broken and beaten he was tired and worn
Resisting temptation to the curse that he’d been born
They ask why tell me why

The man who’d been lauded now stood despised
The great liberator he’s now victimized
Cut off from the living assigned to the grave
As if they’d forgotten the love that he gave
That love was gone all that love it was gone

It was gone all love was gone

He became the man of sorrow
One who was acquainted with our grief
The wounds on his flesh told a story
Though his friends shook their head in disbelief
Tell me why

Who was this dying man calling out to the sky
He promised a kingdom not a long sad goodbye
Minutes turned to hours behind that dark stone
Then they heard him whisper you’re not alone
And that is why I believe that is why

He became the man of sorrow
One who was acquainted with our grief
The wounds on his flesh still tell the story
And by his stripes, by his stripes, I’m free

But he became the man of sorrow
So sorrow swouldn’t be a part of me
He was bruised and crushed for my transgressions
By his stripes, his blood, has set me free

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