Текст: Issakar. The Times. Guilty.

Guilty as charged
Convicted and framed
The spear in Your side
Was marked with my name

Who am I to stand in Your presence
Stripped of my innocence
Who am I to stand in Your presence
Stripped of my innocence

I stand in wonder
At the price You paid
Just to be with me
You gave it all away
I stand in wonder
At Your endless mercy
Though I deserve to die
You're calling out to me

Guilty as charged
Wretched I stand
Your blood stains my skin
The nail is in my hand

Calling out calling out
Calling out to me