Felix Culpa
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โฑ๏ธ 4:53 duration
๐ ID: 5961789
๐ Lyrics
Turn the lights on, look at what I have
See the twisted trophies of a dead man
Countless stories, tell of sin and pain
But they sing the sweetness of my savior's grace
I'm a torn man, spirit fighting flesh
There's a battle raging deep in my chest
But all that haunts me, all that leaves a stain
Only sings the sweetness of my savior's grace
A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
Jesus bought me, and now I am His
Dying with Him, in His death I now live
All my vices, to which I was chained
Only speak the sweetness of my savior's grace
A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
And still I'm a wicked, wretched man, I do everything I hate
I am fighting to be god, I seethe and claw and thrash and shake
I have killed and stacked the dead, on a throne from which I reign
In the end I just want blood, and with His blood my hands are stained
See the God who reigns on high, He has opened His own veins
From His wounds a rushing torrent that can wash it all away
Grace upon grace, upon grace upon grace.
See the twisted trophies of a dead man
Countless stories, tell of sin and pain
But they sing the sweetness of my savior's grace
I'm a torn man, spirit fighting flesh
There's a battle raging deep in my chest
But all that haunts me, all that leaves a stain
Only sings the sweetness of my savior's grace
A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
Jesus bought me, and now I am His
Dying with Him, in His death I now live
All my vices, to which I was chained
Only speak the sweetness of my savior's grace
A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
And still I'm a wicked, wretched man, I do everything I hate
I am fighting to be god, I seethe and claw and thrash and shake
I have killed and stacked the dead, on a throne from which I reign
In the end I just want blood, and with His blood my hands are stained
See the God who reigns on high, He has opened His own veins
From His wounds a rushing torrent that can wash it all away
Grace upon grace, upon grace upon grace.
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.13] Turn the lights on, look at what I have
[00:18.90] See the twisted trophies of a dead man
[00:23.72] Countless stories, tell of sin and pain
[00:28.93] But they sing the sweetness of my savior's grace
[00:44.14] I'm a torn man, spirit fighting flesh
[00:49.34] There's a battle raging deep in my chest
[00:54.11] But all that haunts me, all that leaves a stain
[00:59.36] Only sings the sweetness of my savior's grace
[01:05.38] A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
[01:15.37] A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
[01:24.29] Jesus bought me, and now I am His
[01:29.07] Dying with Him, in His death I now live
[01:34.25] All my vices, to which I was chained
[01:39.68] Only speak the sweetness of my savior's grace
[01:45.24] A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
[01:55.22] A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
[02:22.12] And still I'm a wicked, wretched man, I do everything I hate
[02:27.79] I am fighting to be god, I seethe and claw and thrash and shake
[02:32.97] I have killed and stacked the dead, on a throne from which I reign
[02:37.74] In the end I just want blood, and with His blood my hands are stained
[02:42.97] See the God who reigns on high, He has opened His own veins
[02:48.15] From His wounds a rushing torrent that can wash it all away
[02:53.74] Grace upon grace, upon grace upon grace.
[03:05.30]
[00:18.90] See the twisted trophies of a dead man
[00:23.72] Countless stories, tell of sin and pain
[00:28.93] But they sing the sweetness of my savior's grace
[00:44.14] I'm a torn man, spirit fighting flesh
[00:49.34] There's a battle raging deep in my chest
[00:54.11] But all that haunts me, all that leaves a stain
[00:59.36] Only sings the sweetness of my savior's grace
[01:05.38] A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
[01:15.37] A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
[01:24.29] Jesus bought me, and now I am His
[01:29.07] Dying with Him, in His death I now live
[01:34.25] All my vices, to which I was chained
[01:39.68] Only speak the sweetness of my savior's grace
[01:45.24] A fortunate fall, my sins are stories of grace to recall
[01:55.22] A fortunate fall, I glory in my sins forgiven
[02:22.12] And still I'm a wicked, wretched man, I do everything I hate
[02:27.79] I am fighting to be god, I seethe and claw and thrash and shake
[02:32.97] I have killed and stacked the dead, on a throne from which I reign
[02:37.74] In the end I just want blood, and with His blood my hands are stained
[02:42.97] See the God who reigns on high, He has opened His own veins
[02:48.15] From His wounds a rushing torrent that can wash it all away
[02:53.74] Grace upon grace, upon grace upon grace.
[03:05.30]