words are spoken, sometimes like a knife
hearts are broken, it's the story of our lives
he said it - he meant it,
when he cut her down
with all his might
he lost the fight this time around
but a vessel of weakness
carried your son
here in the flesh was the kingdom come
a spirit of meekness
a powerfull love
lord, make me strong
in my weakness
built my kingdom
with a sense of pride
when the king comes
what's he gonna find?
my will or his will, i guess we're gonna see
with all my might
i need to fight
the man in me
but a vessel of weakness
carried your son
here in the flesh was the kingdom come
a spirit of meekness
a powerful love
lord, make me strong
in my weakness
