The Father’s Bargain (Acoustic)

Wolves At The Gate & Zach Bolen - Rock, Alternative Rock
The Father’s Bargain (Acoustic)
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Lyrics
Oh, now my Son Here is a company of miserable souls Cold and undone Searing their conscience with hearts black as coals Here now they lie Objects of justice, deserving of wrath Speak Your reply What shall be done for them? Draw out your path Father, I say, such is My love and My pity for all There is a way for no condemnation on men to befall Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa No man can pay; Utterly broke and poor to settle their debt Though all've gone their way I'll yield a way for their sins to forget (Sins to forget) Bring in all their sins Lay it all on Me Bring in all their sins Lay it all on Me Bring in all their sins Lay it all on Me Bring in all their sins Lay it all on Me O My Son, You must understand That if I show mercy You must reckon to pay The last bit of My rage For justice reigns upon this throne; Perfection without flaw How can the wicked find their peace And still have broken every law? Let it be so Charge it on me For I can bear the weight of sin So all would be free Bring in all their sins Lay it all on Me Bring in all their sins Lay it all on Me Let it be so Charge it on me For I can bear the weight of sin So all would be free
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Credits
- Writers
- Steve Cobucci
- Ben Summers
- Nick Detty
- Dylan Baxter