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How do You see me through Your eyes

Are You ashamed of me

They say You suffered on the cross

And paid my penalty

Circumstances, second chances

I live my life on repeat

If You re the God that they say You are

Can Your hand reach me

In a time of my emptiness

Through the faults of my wickedness

For the lack of my gratefulness

Can You make it stop

I saw You suffer on the cross that night

As I laughed and mocked the sight

I saw the flesh ripped from Your back

I joined the masses with a heart so black

Was the weeping and the grieving

Intended for me

I am a killer of the innocent

A growing plague, a pestilence

I am the thorn that chokes the seed

The spiteful crown that made You bleed

When the ground consumes this waste

Remember me in the holy place

I saw You suffer on the cross that night

As I laughed and mocked the sight

I saw the flesh ripped from Your back

I joined the masses with a heart so black