Mother, do not cry for me,
All of this is exactly how it's supposed to be.
I'm right here - can you hear my voice?
My life, my love, my Lord, my baby boy.
As they nail me to this tree, just know the Father waits for me.
God, how can this be your will: to have your son and my son killed?
Whatever happens, whatever you see, whatever your eyes tell you has become of me, this is not...is not the end,
I am making all things new again.
I remember when you were born in that manger, where I first held you in my arms,
So many miracles and lives you've changed...and this world repays you how? - With all this pain.
And as they nail me to this tree, just know the Father waits for me.
God, how can this be your will: to have your son and my son killed?
Whatever happens, (whatever happens)
Whatever you see, (I don't want to see)
Whatever your eyes tell you has become of me, this is not... (tell me it's not)
Is not the end,
I am making all things new again.
Whatever happens, (oh)
Whatever you see, (oh)
Whatever your eyes tell you has become of me, this is not... (no)
Is not the end,
I am making all things new again.
