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LYRICS: OVER OCEANS

9. Good Friday

Broken wing, forgotten dream, shattered thing
That a man's hands can't ever truly mend
Shadow land, desert sand, a man searches
For a love that'll never die
Truth be known, you're not alone
Your aching bones will find a home
In a place where God He sets us free
Wake me up before you go
I will listen for the sound of your voice
Hear the wind in the trees
It goes where it please
Like the breath in me
And all who have breath can sing

When we laid your body down
In earth and in the ground
Oh child, rest your soul
Will a hope be made good
When a word is understood?
In the day will we see you again?

Gather 'round, hear the sound
Of a story that's so old that it's been told
Before time
He was born in the flesh and the blood
In a world that was dark as hell and dead in sin
Born of the spirit and the virgin child
He's the son of God, son of man
I didn't recognize that look in his eyes
When they cried
With a sorrow that no man has ever known
Hang him high, watch him die, hear the cry
Crucified upon that God-forsaken tree
And all who have breath can sing

When we laid your body down
In the earth and in the ground
Oh Lord, rest your bones
Will a hope be made good
If Your words are understood?
In the day will we see You again?

Oh Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?
Oh my God, my God, why have You forsaken me?
Oh Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?
Oh my God, my God, why have You forsaken me?