
Ero Cras : To Whom We Pray

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1. CHRIST IS BORN IN BETHLEHEM
I am the light and the creator of light
By whom everything was made
On heaven and on earth
I am a man
But still I am God
I came to earth
To fulfill my father's plan
Son I tell you, don't think too much
Just believe me
And hear my voice
2. CHRIST IS LOST IN THE TEMPLE
Once again from the shadows
Where man refuse to see
The truth of God shines bright
Because they failed to see where I put my love
He hadn't silver or gold
But what He had he gave freely
And from His wisdom we all have been blessed
And we drank from His heart the pure flame of God
Wisdom of Him is truth
At dusk you will find it
When you can't discern
The shadow from the night
3. CHRIST SHAPES WATER INTO WINE
Voices, oh voices inside my head telling me "They're all dead"
I look at you, you look at me
Let us be
The sin we carry
Do not breed!
Is dead
Is death!
Do not seed!
4. CHRIST WEEPS OVER JERUSALEM
Jesus said on the cross:
"Forgive them, Father, because they don't know what they do!"
And we say in our anguish:
"I want something more
I have not enough
I want things my way"
But He forgave you
He decided by His own free will
To go ahead and die
And you my friend
Worried with mundane campaigns
That lead you to sorrow and death
May you know that He cried too
But He decided to do it
5. CHRIST IS CONDEMNED TO DEATH
Repent!
The lies you tell
The ones you hurt
Your blame will call for you
Do not matter if you're fair to those you need
But be kind to those in need
Charity blinds all sin but God see through it all
Once rejected
Never neglected!
6. CHRIST DIES ON THE CROSS
Again and again
We give our lives to the Lord
Lord Jesus, I am not worthy
But a fire consumes my heart
To see Your face in heaven
We the branches of your vine
We sinners cannot see
How much You forgave us
And how much You gave us
Till death You've bleed
Precious patience You taught us
The blackened veil You tore
From sin You have taken
Your brothers disarmed
Oh love of the ancient
Cult of the divine
I shall not go
I will never look back
Satan cause us to doubt
Of our most loved light
Temptation and despair
He the liar throw to at us
But our most loved fight
Is with the blood of lamb
Curse we shall not
Our enemies we accept
In heaven we shall inherit
The value of the mocked drained path
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