You Lay Down

In a garden of thorns

my Rose of Sharon

bleeds till she's the color

of the moonlight

and though the angels wrap her

in their feathered arms

they cannot conceal her from

the darkest night

And you didn't say a word

when they accused you

You did not fight back when the whole world used you

When hate was crowned King

and love was diminished

you stood meek as a lamb there

without blemish

And they laughed when you cried out

"It is finished"

You lay down

You lay down

and I'll step upon your back

up high enough

above the fence

to see all the way to glory land

Above the garden of thorns

my Rose of Sharon

climbs up and clings to an old rugged tower

and though the angels offer her a thousand tears

still she wilts in the cold flames

of her darkest hour

And I lied when I said

I never knew you

You did not fight back

when I scarred and bruised you

And you didn't say a word

when we accused you

You did not

fight back

when we scarred and bruised you

When hate was crowned King

your love never diminished

You stood meek as a lamb there

without blemish

and we laughed when you cried out,

"It is finished"

So you lay down

you lay down

and I'll step upon your back

up high enough

above the fence

to see all the way to glory land