I didn’t have to touch Him,
I didn’t have to prove;
His eyes were full of comfort,
His voice able to soothe

No one could make me think it wasn’t true,
For I have seen Him, I have seen Him.

He is your Lord, and my Lord, yes, our Lord,
And though we have not seen Him,
Still we believe; we will believe
For the prophets and Moses, they testified
To all that we have seen,
And so we believe;
We choose to believe

I saw it coming;
He showed me in His eyes
The holy spotless Lamb of God
Must choose to die, be sacrificed.

Chorus:
For I know the Messiah must be broken
For the souls that He loves to be made whole
But Truth cannot disguise a mother's pain:
A sword through my soul, a sword through my soul.

When He was young, I washed Him,
And held Him when He cried.
Now helplessly I stand and watch Him
Be crucified, be crucified.

We will make our home
Wherever the Lord may lead
Serving Christ alone,
We’ll live as a family 
There is hope in the place of catastrophe,
In what we choose this day 

My eyelids rise again,
Like the Lord on Easter Sunday,
But a stony silence weighs upon my heart.
The sunrise coming in
Through the window of a new day
Fails to find the valley of my dark.

Sometimes when I wake up I am
Not so sure that I want to be
Dragged into this world of pain again.
I wish that I could just roll over,
Turn my back on consequences
Of a world that’s soaking in its sin . . . its sin.

Chorus:
But even in the valley, You lead me to the pasture,
A stream running with laughter.
For You are here beside me,
To humble and to guide me,
And suddenly my eyes can see:
I will awake in my Daddy’s house
Every morning . . . every morning.

Holy One who gives all of Israel a home,
Keep Your people, but please, won’t you leave me alone?
For You know when I sit down, You know when I stand;
You know every stumble I make
Like the soldiers surrounding me,
I feel Your hand
That won’t let me just run away--
You won’t let me just run away.

Chorus:
You are the air I breathe, trapping me,
tight to my skin;
and so I say, “go away,” and draw You within
And though I’ve denied You,
I fear that I’ll finally
Come back confessing my sin,
Coming back broken again.