Debtor - Witness

Hemmed in, surrounded on every side by men
Who hate me on account of You
Torn down by their fury and spite
Blindly raging against Your voice
Every shred of mercy has fled

I speak the truth but they don't hear

I'm shut down by closed minds and hardened hearts
My cries for reason fall on deaf ears
But what is this flesh?
It's just a vanishing mist, it's not my home
These eyes are fixed on what's true
Believing You and scorning every prize
Offered by these times
Unashamed in the face of this wrath
Because this foundation is true

So we are ready to die

The mob's pressing in, heaven's filling my sight
I know there's no turning back from this promise of life

With steadfast resolve

Gritted broken teeth, the stones are pounding me down
I'm being beaten into dust, pummeled into the ground

When I'm drenched in blood, hands raised to heaven I'll cry:
"Father, Lord of all
Forgive them, take my spirit home
For they know not what they do
Your will be done"