Crucify Him - Shane & Shane

I sing, "Hosanna!" when I want it all.

Then I crucify the Son of God.

Cause He isn t who I always thought.

Not what I want, but what I needed.

I sing, "How great and mighty is the King!"

Just as long as He considers me

High above every other thing.

Even His glory.

Broken like a record.

Spinning round and round

Like a hurricane.

I pour out water then I disappear.

Reappearing when I fear enough,

Or need a touch from You.

I sing, "Hosanna!" once again

Then I say, "Crucify Him!"

It s packaged differently than Pharisees.

Wrapped in sing-a-longs and Christianese.

Empty hallelujahs to the King.

When my heart is loving idols.

A man of sorrows acquainted with grief,

He had no form; He had no majesty.

How could He have the audacity

To ask me to give Him my tomorrow?

Broken like a record.

Spinning round and round

Like a hurricane.

I pour out water then I disappear.

Reappearing when I fear enough,

Or need a touch from You.

I sing, "Hosanna!" once again

Then I say, "Crucify Him!"

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

Forgiveness,

Forgiveness and love.

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