cup of sorrow

i want to drink from Your cup of sorrow.
i want to bathe in Your holy blood.
i want to sleep with the promise of tomorrow.
although tomorrow may never come.

ill send a prayer out across the ocean,
to a man been forced out of his home.
ill send a prayer out across the ocean,
so that he may not suffer there alone.

i want to sit at Your table of wisdom,
so that not one crumb shall go to waste.
for if we keep down this pathway to destruction,
oh will our children will suffer for our haste.

i want to drink from Your cup of sorrow.
i want to bathe in Your holy blood.
i want to sleep with the promise of tomorrow.
although tomorrow may never come.



(cant get this song out of my head. its a good one. thanks amos lee)