Prophecied royalty
Anticipated conquering
Yet this baby boy
This hallowed King
Set the scene so tenderly
Incarnate God
Prince of Peace
Would You help me in my unbelief
If I touched Your robe
You'd turn for me
And Look at me so tenderly
And so it's thanks and [Bm]praise
Expensive perfume at your feet
A number of hairs and [Bm]my [A]caution [C7]stɾipped bare
Is what I have to [C7]bring
The hierarch flipped on [C7]its head
You'd cross the line for [Dm7]the oppressed
A withheld stone
Yet a God that sees
Fulfilled the Law and [Bm]set me free
The corsage you [A7bore in twisted thorn
Crowned for [Dm7]the 100th sheep
The blood-stained Lamb dare wash my [A]feet
And marry in eternity