My Epic - The Oil Press Lyrics
I swore I would never walk awayBut you knew we were in the dawn of ruptureOh the unbelief, the prideful insecurities that speakThey hush the You in me, oh forgive me, please forgive meHow many limbs do you need?Well I can't be your hands cause I cut off my feetAnd I'm haunted by memories and phantom uneaseOf moments I've wasted and lies I've believedAnd where else would I go? With every mercy you have shownI'm fearing this harvest I have sown and my time is so short so please make it yoursYou wept in the garden when you knew your fateAnd the weight of man's redemption was a burden you were soon to takeHow can love be silent while his brothers fadeSo there are times when heaven sends a saint to hellI need to be the bodyI'm meant to be the bloodBut how can they partake ifI am running from this cupYou wept in the garden when you knew your fateAnd the weight of man's redemption was a burden you were soon to takeLove cannot be silent while his brothers fadeSo these are times when heaven sends a saint through hellAwaken meOh please, help me believeYou are all that I needPlease God, help them believe
