Verse 2:
If they cursed your name, spat in your face,
punched you and laughed while you made your way,
Could you love like that?
Could you love like that?
Pre-Chorus:
Father, if You are willing,
take this cup from me
Yet not my will, Father,
but that Yours be done
Chorus:
Risin’. Risin’.
Oh the love of the Father did raise Him again.
Risin’. Risin’.
In victory over death and the grave and our sins.
Risin’.
Verse 3:
If they nailed your hands and feet with rusty spikes,
forced a crown made of thorns on your head out of spite,
Could you love like that?
Could you love like that?
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