For so long I carried the weight of my past Cripple by burdens like stones on my back I thought I had fallen too far from your grace But you came and showed me the wayWhen I was lost soul searching You were the ground beneath my feet When I was blind man begging You were the eyes so I could see When the smoke was rising up You were the air that I could breath You gave me hope you gave me something to believe Now I’m alive and born again Now all I can see are the fields of your grace Now I’m alive and born again You’re my God Now I’m alive and born again |
“Then one of the twelve disciples—the one named Judas Iscariot—went to the chief priests and asked, ‘What will you give me if I betray Jesus to you?’ They counted out thirty silver coins and gave them to him. From then on Judas was looking for a good chance to hand Jesus over to them.”