Lyrics
a song about peter, who slept in the garden, tried to fight off Jesus' captors, and denied him in the courtyard
faith quieted
spirit blow awaken me
the hour has now passed
the days are long the sleep is poor
the night it held me fast
i let you down in times of need
when you were in distress
how could i know the cross i'd bear
was my unworthiness
i sense your pain i see the tears
you tried to wash away
you know the frightening words too well
inside this passion play
the sun arises with the dawn
the fire it burns down low
i see the blood upon my hands
and hear a rooster crow
faith misguided
i tried to aim through misty gaze
but still the mark i miss
the darkness cloaks them as they come
one marks you with a kiss
one fares to halt the threatening mob
to brandish sword in hand
to make up for the hour lost
but that's not what you have planned
all staying true to what they wrote
the good news in a square
four sides each tells a different view
and lays the truth too bare
the sun arises with the dawn
the fire it burns down low
i see the blood upon my hands
and hear a rooster crow
faith denied
so spirit blow awaken me
the words beneath a sigh
when i must tear myself away
from truth i must deny
the rock is pressed from grains of sand
all hardened by the years
the heart can rise from fallen ground
when softened by your tears
the child with basket full in hand
with choicest pearls she's found
all hidden in the grassy field
with angels all around
faith redeemed
the sun arises - night is gone
the fire has burned down low
i see no blood upon my hands
and hear no rooster crow