Текст песни
The world is a grindstone
It wears the spirit thin
Looking for a sacrifice
To cover up the sin
You need a lamb without a blemish
Not a single mark
A light to keep the heavy cold
From settling in the dark
Choose the best of the flock
Let the blood hit the door
So the shadow of the ending
Won't come knocking anymore
Behold the Lamb
Standing in the middle of the fire
Lifting up the heavy soul
Pulling us out from the mire
He's the precious blood
No spot and no stain
Holding me together
Through the work and the rain
They can't break my spirit
They can't break my bone
'Cause I'm resting
In the mercy of the Cornerstone
When the pressure's coming down
And the sky is turning grey
I see the one who stood the ground
And washed the debt away
Though He was slain
He's standing, a wonder to be seen
Making sense of all the mess
And all the spaces in between
Not a bone was broken
When they hung Him on the tree
That's the kind of wholeness
That He's giving back to me
Six claps for the struggle
Seven for the rest
He took the weight of the world
Upon His chest
Unbroken (Unbroken)
Untainted (Untainted)
The Lamb is the life
In the life I've been granted
Behold the Lamb
Standing in the middle of the fire
Lifting up the heavy soul
Pulling us out from the mire
He's the precious blood
No spot and no stain
Holding me together
Through the work and the rain
They can't break my spirit
They can't break my bone
'Cause I'm resting
In the mercy of the Cornerstone
No bone broken