this story starts at the climax we find that time s lapsed don t mind that it s kind of like a night cap filled with divine acts we zoom in the lens on christ s agony on the garden doomed for his friends his tragedy for our pardon foreseeing the father s cup of wrath has him stifled and weak he s sweating blood with his disciples asleep the prince of peace knows the beef shall increase since the thief approaches with the soldiers and the chief priests his arrest is not just neither is the trial while jesus is being treated foul he sees peter s denial he s sent to pilate to herod back to pilate the violence of humanity at its finest so now he stands before the crowd doomed to die an angry mob who s yelling out crucify the way they treat the lord of glory is debased and it s foul but you miss the point if you don t see your face in the crowd were you there when they crucified my lord were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there man sometimes it causes me to tremble yo sometimes it causes me to tremble this story starts at the climax we find that time s lapsed don t mind that it s kind of like a night cap filled with divine acts we zoom in the lens on christ s agony in the garden doomed for his friends it had to be for the pardon and delivery from misery of kids who speak wickedly sinfully inwardly slick with the iniquity we see disciples sleep and mock today with a lot to say but we do the same thing when we don t watch and pray like judas we sell christ out to get the treasure whether it s the cheddar or forbidden pleasure like the chief priests we want christ to surrender but we want him out the way when he doesn t fit our agenda like peter we have misplaced fleshly confidence but we ll deny the lord when faced with deadly consequence like herod we re curious about christ because he s famous but we quickly get bored with him when he doesn t entertain us like pilate we see christ and find nothing wrong with him but when the world chooses the wicked we go right along with them despite his kindness we seek to do our maker violence the fallenness of humanity at its finest so now he stands before the crowd doomed to die an angry mob who s yelling out crucify the way they treat the lord of glory is debased and it s foul but you miss the point if you don t see your face in the crowd were you there when they crucified my lord were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there man sometimes it causes me to tremble yo sometimes it causes me to tremble this story starts at the climax we find that time s lapsed don t mind that it s kind of like a night cap filled with divine acts we zoom in the lens on christ s agony on the garden doomed for his friends his tragedy for our pardon foreseeing the father s cup of wrath it has him stifled and weak he s sweating blood with his disciples asleep the prince of peace knows the beef shall increase since the thief approaches with the soldiers and the chief priests his arrest is not just neither is the trial while jesus is being treated foul he sees peter s denial he s sent to pilate to herod back to pilate the violence of humanity at its finest so now he stands before the crowd doomed to die an angry mob who s yelling out crucify the way we treat the lord of glory is debased and it s foul ashamed i bow because i see my face in the crowd were you there when they crucified my lord were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there were you there man sometimes it causes me to tremble yo sometimes it causes me to tremble