Writhing on the cross,
I am spit on and crushed
I cry out in anguish
Breathless, like dust
My mouth is dried up and cracked;
I am poured out and drained
My life spilled on the ground,
Blood-splattered and stained
My lips always echoed
God's truth and grace
Now My heart has melted within Me;
My joints are displaced
Listen to my plea
That I may flourish once more
Now despised and rejected,
Now suffering and scorned
Satisfy my desperate desire;
Give strength to my bones
I've never known thirst like this;
I feel forsaken, alone
Languishing apart from the Fountain
Where springs of life flow
I long for Your righteousness
To refresh, overflow
Into this place of torment
Where I have been hurled
As I bear the whole sin
Of this unholy world
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Christ drank the bitter gall
Then declared, "It is finished"
His dying words our victory
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