I want to pleasure in your sight. I want to subscribe to your delight. So hold on and see what I do for you. Oh by the way did you see me dressed in my beautiful robe?. My head was bleeding so red. But all the thorns in my crown the rose blended. Instead with my beautiful robe carries on I'll carry on. I cut down a tree said Man would you look at me. I stuck my head in a thorn bush Man I was deceived. Oh my brother Your hands are full of sores. But God blessed you brother. My nails are longer than yours. I was crucified with Christ. But how come IÃ¢m not dead. God gave me a cross. But I made my own instead. My beautiful carries on IÃ¢ll carry on. I cut down the tree. I nailed myself to the wood. I screamed in agony. Cause the glory wasnÃ¢t so good. I fell to my knees and I remember. The words of God pierced so hard. Your righteousness is like filthy rags. And I fell to my knees and said My filthy robe.