“the blame”

How you feel alone

But mercy longs to reach us

Feeling my weaknesses, my pain

Immanuel

The harm, the hurt, the shame

On the wooden cross

Or the guy on the screen who says he cares

What’s done is done

Christ became sin for us

We stand forgiven at the cross.

Wounded for me

Making me clean

For He gave the best thing that He had to save me;

For all the bad things I have done,

But in the shadow of that shame

I hear You call my name saying it's not over

But You came and held my hand

Now I’ll never be the same

Christ became sin for us;

We stand forgiven at the cross.

The question still remains the same

The demons, devils of the world