4 acessos
BLAMELESS
The smell of death is in the air
We sit and watch like we don't care
Listening to the screams of hell
We point and stare like they're show and tell
Put on display for us to see?
Thank God You weren't kept from me
Watching them march around in sin
Who are we to keep You from them?
I want to be blameless before You
Help me share with them Your love
Breathe Your life on their dead bones
And wash my hands of their blood
I want to be blameless
Don't want to be guilty of silence
Or the way I've lived my life
I'd rather have people hate me now
Than for them to pay the price
Here am I, send me
For I am all Yours