How could I fail to understand
You were not a "righteous man"?
You were something different.
Something more like I AM.
But I am so unworthy. So undeserving. I'm just so dirty.
Still You came down for me.
You walked upon this dirty ground for me.
You wore thorns on Your brow for me.
What am I supposed to say, when I don't understand?
Your way is not my way - You are a God, and I am I am a man.
How could my pride make me forget
I'm not the One who was sent?
I am someone different; someone more like a man.
But You are, You are so holy, surrounded by glory.
You're just so worthy.
But still, I nail You down for me.
I throw You on this dirty ground for me.
I push thorns on Your brow for me.
What am I supposed to say, when I don't understand?
Your way is not my way - You are a God, and I am I am a man.