I want to pleasure in your sight

I want to subscribe to your delight

So hold on and see what I do for you

Oh by the way, did you see me dressed in my beautiful robe?

My head was bleeding so red

But all the thorns in my crown, the roses blended

Instead with my beautiful robe carries on, I'll carry on

I cut down a tree said, Man would you look at me

I stuck my head in a thorn bush Man I was deceived

Oh my brother, Your hands are full of sores

But God bless you brother, but

My nails are longer than yours

I was crucified with Christ

But how come I'm not dead

God gave me a cross

But I made my own instead

My beautiful cross carries on, I'll carry on

I cut down the tree,

I nailed myself to the wood

I screamed in agony,

Cause the glory wasn't so good

I fell to my knees and I remember

The words of God pierced so hard,

Your righteousness is like filthy rags

And I fell to my knees and said, My filthy robe

I cut down the tree,

I nailed myself to the wood

I screamed in agony,

Cause the glory wasn't so good