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The Harlot (spontaneous) - Misty Edwards, David Brymer

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Measure of Love

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2011

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`Англійська`

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The Harlot (spontaneous)

Misty Edwards, David Brymer

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I am broken

I am wounded

I am wretched and ashamed

And a harlot is like a chain around my neck

It’s my name

She sings the song of humanity the song of you the song of me

They drag her through the city square

Dragging her by her hair

She’s kicking screaming and fighting

I’m broken I’m wounded

I’m angry and afraid

And a harlot is like a chain around my neck

It’s my name

She’s faced down

Theres tangled hair

Everywhere as she’s crying in the dust

As the dust turns to mudd on her face

Theres tangled hair

Everywhere as she’s crying in the dust

Face down

Open up o open up o ground beneath me

How long does it take to stone one harlot down

I know the law as well as they do and I’m guilty, guilty

An adulterer, and I know I know

O will this day never end

How long does it take to stone one harlot

I am broken

I am wounded

I am wretched and ashamed

And a harlot is like a chain around my neck, it’s my name

As a congregation of the righteous gather round

They are ready to stone her down

And someone from that frenzied mob

Shouts out, «let's take her to the teacher

Let’s test him and see what he will say!»

An an erruption of agreement

As they take her by her hair

They drag her through the city square

Theyre dragging her by her hair

She gave up the fight like a limp rag

They drag her through the city square

Dragging her by her hair

She’s faced down

I am broken I am wounded

I am angry and afraid

And a harlot is like a chain around my neck, it’s my name

It’s who I am

Open up o open up o ground beneath me

It wasn’t supposed to end this way

But I am guilty and I know it

I’ve got so many plans so much to do

But now it’s too late

Guilty and I know it

Face down

What is he doing?

As the congregation of the righteous gather round

Theyre ready to stone her down

They throw her at the feet of a teacher

Dare I look up?

Surely they have brought me here to mock me

Theres tangled hair

Everywhere as she’s crying in the dust

As the dust turns to mudd on her face

Theres tangled hair everywhere she’s faced down in the dust

In the mudd

And there is a hush

And the congregation

What is he doing?

Time stands still

As the court of heaven was seated

There is a great throne of judgement

And there is the harlot and she is me

Face down

Looking through the tangled hair and the mudd in my eyes

With a grimace I raise my gaze only to realize

I am surrounded by beauty that will never be mine

As regret like a wave came crushing over me

If I had only known that such beauty was available

If I had only known but now it’s too late

And the accuser of the brethren was pacing back and forth and back and forth

and to and fro

As he spat out his words

He was going back and forth and back and forth

He was listing off my sins one by one

And the thing was he was telling the truth

Guilty guilty guilty guilty

And the great count of witnesses and the angels o the angels

Looked on the scene

As the accuser of the brethren was going back and forth

Glee in his eye

Guilty guilty guilty guilty

And resounded to the corridor of eternity in time

Like a thunder in my soul

He was right I was guilty

Guilty to eternal damnation for my soul

And there was nothing I could there was nothing I could do

Face down

Couldn’t even open my eyes

The regret was so strong

There’s a hand on my shoulder

A hand on my shoulder

And I hear a voice

Like music in my ear

Dare I look up?

I couldn’t lift my eyes but all I saw

Were those beautiful feet

And I heared that voice like music

Music to my soul

He said: Father, I desire that she will be with me where I am

Show her my glory

Father, I desire this one

This one she is mine

She is mine

He was praying for my soul

He was pleading for my behalf

He was praying for me

I couldn’t comprehend it

I couldn’t understand what was going on

Father, I desire that everything that’s mine would be hers

And everything that’s hers would be mine

Father, father, I desire this one, this one

She is mine

And all the heaven gasped unbelief

And I opened up my eyes

And I watched in wonder

This beautiful one stood to his feet

I looked up and there was a great throne and there was the father

And he had a cup of wrath with my name on it

It had my name on it

And I was just about to rise to drink

Guilty guilty guilty

But I watched in unbelief

As this beautiful one

He walked over to his father

And took of the cup

And before I knew what was going on

He drank of the cup

He drank of the cup of the father’s wrath

He drank of the cup of the marriage wine

He drank of the cup with my name on it

He drank of the cup

And oh the blood

I jumped to my feet and I ran over to him and it was too late

I tried to stop him but I didn’t know it was too late

And oh the blood

Oh the blood

Oh oh the blood

It should have been me

And I was weeping and weeping

And I ran over forgetting where I was

And I fell down

Face down down and

O please father crush him

But it was too late

I began to plead it should have been me

It should have been me

But it was too late

Why did he do it

But it was too late

And oh the blood

I was weeping weeping and crying it should have been me

It should have been me

Face down

Why did he do it?

It should have been me

Was weeping and weeping

Why did he gave his life

Oh the blood

Was weeping and weeping

And I heard a whisper like music

What’s yours is mine and what’s mine is yours

I looked to the left

I looked to the right

And I was on a sea of glace like crystal

There was a great great great congregation dressed in white

From every tounge

From every tribe

From every people

And the music began

And a celebration erupted

And I opened up my eyes

And there was the lamb

As though he was slain

And I was at a wedding

And I couldn’t believe my eyes

I looked down

And I was dressed in garments

Garments of beauty

And the music erupted and the angels sing

Hallelujah!

the chore has broke out

And I looked out and saw the lamb with eyes like fire radiating radiating with

desire

And he said what’s yours is mine and what’s mine is yours

Arise and sit on the throne, prepare for your beautyrise beauty rise,

beauty rise

And we say with one heart and one voice

Worthy is the lamb of god