They Tend to Die
🎵 590 characters
⏱️ 5:46 duration
🆔 ID: 2467558
📜 Lyrics
Our Lord's enemies, they found Him in Gethsemane
They took God's only Son from the olive grove
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
Oh my Lord, his last hours of sorrow
I implore my hope for tomorrow
Our Lord's enemies, they mocked Him as they bowed their knees
They put God's only Son in a crown of thorns
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
Oh my Lord, I hope I can find you
I deplore the way that they bind you
Our Lord's enemies, they killed Him on a torture tree
They sent God's only Son to a lowly grave
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
They took God's only Son from the olive grove
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
Oh my Lord, his last hours of sorrow
I implore my hope for tomorrow
Our Lord's enemies, they mocked Him as they bowed their knees
They put God's only Son in a crown of thorns
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
Oh my Lord, I hope I can find you
I deplore the way that they bind you
Our Lord's enemies, they killed Him on a torture tree
They sent God's only Son to a lowly grave
And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.48] Our Lord's enemies, they found Him in Gethsemane
[00:14.06] They took God's only Son from the olive grove
[00:22.12] And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
[01:03.57] Oh my Lord, his last hours of sorrow
[01:19.02] I implore my hope for tomorrow
[01:38.56] Our Lord's enemies, they mocked Him as they bowed their knees
[01:51.20] They put God's only Son in a crown of thorns
[01:59.87] And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
[02:41.23] Oh my Lord, I hope I can find you
[02:56.66] I deplore the way that they bind you
[03:15.76] Our Lord's enemies, they killed Him on a torture tree
[03:29.01] They sent God's only Son to a lowly grave
[03:37.29] And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
[04:40.43]
[00:14.06] They took God's only Son from the olive grove
[00:22.12] And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
[01:03.57] Oh my Lord, his last hours of sorrow
[01:19.02] I implore my hope for tomorrow
[01:38.56] Our Lord's enemies, they mocked Him as they bowed their knees
[01:51.20] They put God's only Son in a crown of thorns
[01:59.87] And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
[02:41.23] Oh my Lord, I hope I can find you
[02:56.66] I deplore the way that they bind you
[03:15.76] Our Lord's enemies, they killed Him on a torture tree
[03:29.01] They sent God's only Son to a lowly grave
[03:37.29] And I decry, that which is breathing tends to die
[04:40.43]