From the recording Peace
Feel the thorns, on His head
Feel them piercing through His flesh this crown of scorn
Feel the thorns.
Feel the nails, In His hands
Feel the wounded hands of Jesus on the cross
Feel the nails
The head the hands poured out the blood
His heart poured out His love
The blood and love have blended now
They have become as one
And then He died
See the tears, in His eyes
See the thorns the nails the anger and His love
See the tears.
Feel the earth, beneath your feet
Feel the anger in the darkness for His love
Feel the earth.