This story starts at the climax, we find that time's lapsed- don't mind that

 

It's kind of like a night cap filled with divine acts

 

We zoom in the lens on Christ's agony on the garden

 

Doomed for His friends- His tragedy for our pardon

 

Foreseeing the Father's cup of wrath has Him stifled and weak

 

He's sweating blood with His disciples asleep

 

The Prince of Peace knows the beef shall increase

 

Since the thief approaches with the soldiers and the chief priests

 

His arrest is not just- neither is the trial

 

While Jesus is being treated foul, He sees Peter's denial

 

He's sent to Pilate, to Herod, back to Pilate

 

The violence of humanity at its finest

 

So now He stands before the crowd doomed to die

 

An angry mob who's yelling out "crucify"

 

The way they treat the Lord of glory is debased and it's foul

 

But you miss the point if you don't see your face in the crowd

 

 

Chorus

 

 

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

 

Were you there? Were you there? (4x)

 

Man, sometimes it causes me to tremble

 

Yo, sometimes it causes me to tremble

 

 

Verse 2

 

This story starts at the climax, we find that time's lapsed- don't mind that

 

It's kind of like a night cap filled with divine acts

 

We zoom in the lens on Christ's agony in the garden

 

Doomed for His friends- it had to be for the pardon

 

And delivery from misery of kids who speak wickedly

 

Sinfully, inwardly slick with the iniquity

 

We see disciples sleep and mock today with a lot to say

 

But we do the same thing when we don't watch and pray

 

Like Judas, we sell Christ out to get the treasure

 

Whether it's the cheddar or forbidden pleasure

 

Like the chief priests, we want Christ to surrender

 

But we want Him out the way when He doesn't fit our agenda

 

Like Peter, we have misplaced, fleshly confidence

 

But we'll deny the Lord when faced with deadly consequence

 

Like Herod, we're curious about Christ because He's famous

 

But we quickly get bored with Him when He doesn't entertain us

 

Like Pilate, we see Christ and find nothing wrong with Him

 

But when the world chooses the wicked, we go right along with them

 

Despite His kindness, we seek to do our Maker violence

 

The fallenness of humanity at its finest

 

So now He stands before the crowd doomed to die

 

An angry mob who's yelling out "crucify"

 

The way they treat the Lord of glory is debased and it's foul

 

But you miss the point if you don't see your face in the crowd

 

 

Chorus

 

 

Verse 3

 

 

This story starts at the climax, we find that time's lapsed- don't mind that

 

It's kind of like a night cap filled with divine acts

 

We zoom in the lens on Christ's agony on the garden

 

Doomed for His friends- His tragedy for our pardon

 

Foreseeing the Father's cup of wrath- it has Him stifled and weak

 

He's sweating blood with His disciples asleep

 

The Prince of Peace knows the beef shall increase

 

Since the thief approaches with the soldiers and the chief priests

 

His arrest is not just- neither is the trial

 

While Jesus is being treated foul, he sees Peter's denial

 

He's sent to Pilate, to Herod, back to Pilate

 

The violence of humanity at its finest

 

So now He stands before the crowd doomed to die

 

An angry mob who's yelling out "crucify"

 

The way we treat the Lord of glory is debased and it's foul

 

Ashamed, I bow because I see my face in the crowd

 

 

Chorus